As I entered the porch this morning, I was astounded to discover a small curly-haired super-villain, his hands behind his back, his nose haughtily in the air, pacing with laborious pomposity.
“Have a seat, Mrs. Radder,” he said imperiously.
(Super villains always use the patriarchal version of your name, see.)
Haddayr Copley-Woods 
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