*comms Dierdre back while striding angrily from the campaign meeting and on her way to JA*

Hey. I'm fine. Got your message about Amber House. I'll talk to my people, but I'd say it's a yes. Thank you. Ditto on the soup-kitchen.

As to where I am? I'm on my way to see if I can't find some allies with two frelling brain cells to rub together. *she swears to herself*

Don't listen to me. I'm furious at the moment. I'll explain everything. Tomorrow. Or if you're interested, I'll be at the JA meeting.