Today, I’d like to welcome Special Agent Sade Marquis to Penumbra. I convinced her to stop–
Convinced me? The hell you say, James. You called the President. He called the Director. And now my ass is in a sling.
Don’t scowl at me, young lady.
*snort* I haven’t been a lady since I was…uhm…oh, yeah. That would be never.
And don’t roll your eyes either. This is serious, Sade. My readers want the chance to get to know you.
So this is an interrogation?
Nope. Not all. Just a chance to sit and visit. Or in your case, pace and visit. Do you ever sit still?
Not if I can help it.
One of our readers is curious about your name. Care to explain what happened?
Seriously? It’s all Tracie’s fault. She thought she was so fuc…er…damn clever. S-a-d-e. She thought it was pronounced Sadie when she saw it on paper. So that’s what Dad and Mathias called me and that’s how they spelled it. S-a-d-i-e. Then they got my birth certificate. Uhm…no. Not even close. And the bitch gave me a middle initial. No name. Just a fu*koff*cking initial. D. D! Seriously? What was she thinking? Oh, yeah, how could she fu-screw up my life and make Dad miserable. That’s what. I swear Oberon had something to do with it but I’ve never been able to prove it. I mean, really? What Vegas showgirl could put Sade and Marquis together and come up with…yeah. What she did.
So that would make your name–
Shut. Up. *makes pinching gesture with fingers and thumb* Just shut it.
A little sensitive aren’t you?
Oh, yeah. You go through life with everyone making a big joke out of your name.
Is it true you’ve killed people over it?
Shhhhh. If I tell you–
Yeah, yeah. You talk big. So, inquiring minds want to know what it’s like to work with such gorgeous guys.
Gorgeous? Seriously? Don’t let them hear you. I’ll never get any piece.
Or any peace either.
*Strains of “Puff the Magic Dragon” fill the air.*
See? You jinxed it. I don’t have time for the damn dragon.
*strains of “Werewolves of London” cut her off*
Now what the hell does he want?
*Sade’s fingers fly answering the text*
Oh, damn. Gosh, Silver, I hate to chat and run but duty calls. I just caught a case. FYI, I’m making Caleb come tomorrow.
And…that was Sade Marquis. If anyone has questions for her, I’ll text her. See why I’m frustrated all the time? But, the good news is, Caleb will be here tomorrow. And Ariel and Roman have promised to drop in, too. If I’m really lucky, I might just be able to convince Nikos he should drop by, too.
Silver James 
Thanks for the taking the time so we readers could get to know you a little Sade. It was loads of fun reading about you in THAT OL’ BLACK MAGIC, too. I can’t wait to see further into your adventures. =o)
B.E., I’m hoping Sade will reply to everyone today. She’s taken off for parts unknown but I’m texting her the comments. 😉
*ding*B careful what U wish for, BE. Could come back to haunt U. 😉
haha shes funny! Can’t wait to meet Caleb *waggles eyesbrows*
*ding* U think? You can have Caleb. He sheds. Just sayin’ 😛
That’s OK – I like the puppies too. I’d gladly put up with a little shedding 😉
*ding* Works 4 me. Warning, there R days he’s not housebroken…
then I’ll just have to swat him with a rolled newspaper 😀
Seriously? You went there? 😛
I have a wolfie of my own to deal with every day – you better believe I went there !
Huh. Remind me not to follow you home. 😉
😆 Good on you, ban! That’ll teach ‘im! 😀
I love Sade so much! Sade, you might not “get” all they guys, but you sure get to hang out with all the hotties!
Uhm…okay. Guess I love you, too, Liza. In a completely platonic, non-creepy way. And see? There you go encouraging them again. Those guys are incorrigible as it is. They don’t need their egos stroked.
True. Our egos are just fine, but we really like getting other things stroked….