Now why I didn't think to write this little scene before I'll never know,
but thanks to Ryan Erik for mentioning it!  It can go into the final version
sent to the r.a.a.c.

(insert into epilogue)

***

      Somewhere in Nerima, a girl with purple hair was perched
on a third-story balcony, quickly stuffing lingerie into a large
bag.  She paused to examine a particularly fine silk and lace
brassiere.

      "Sweeto!" she exclaimed, then glanced down at herself.
"If I'm any judge of size, and I am, this should be a perfect fit!"

***

Miko!

"When I use a word," Humpty Dumpty said, in a rather a scornful tone, "it
means just what I choose it to mean -- neither more nor less."
"The question is," said Alice, "whether you can make words mean so many
different things."
"The question is," said Humpty Dumpty, "which is to be master -- that's
all."

(Lewis Carroll, Through The Looking-Glass)

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