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"Margot winked at her. "Every so often, we gather together. We take a little time--a little cathartic time--to vent about those quirks that drive us crazy." Elbows on the table, I leaned forward. "So, which of the quirks are we talking about?" "First item on the list--the raising of the eyebrow." To demonstrate, she arched a carefully sculpted black brow of her own, then peered around at each of us."