C240 I Want to Work with You

Ishtar had lost her usual composure, now as frantic as an ant on a hot pan.

The others remained silent, seemingly at a loss for how to advise her.

Only Brooklyn seemed to breathe easier when Westley departed, her mind springing into action. "Uncle Palmer, I don't believe Westley is the type to hold a grudge," she ventured.

Then, shifting gears, she added, "However, Aunt Clear