Author commentary: The chalk imp is leaving little dusty piles of chalk around wherever he goes. What a slob. At least it's less messy than the oil smears. The chalk could just be vacuumed up. Actually, Rose could go inside right now, pry that bronzed vacuum off its base, and do a little tidying. After she slaughters these fools, obviously. Rose is strangely proficient with this lethal, self-styled form of knit-jitsu she's wielding here. I guess her strifes with Mom have honed her skills. Still, I can't see her pulling off moves like this against her drunk mother, who is superhumanly adroit at parrying attacks with a martini glass. Maybe Rose practiced in her room with a stunt wizard? There is like, a ZERO percent chance Vodka Mutini over there isn't just dying to play with all that wildly lashing yarn.
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