Hyacinth: I really didn’t want to talk about taxes. I want to talk about Astrid Rødlund — you know, the author? She’s Sønheic, but living in Ceannis, and she’s on the guest list for this event.
Thorn: . . . Do you want me to tell her she’s a vampire apologist?
Hyacinth: Well, I mean, the way her books treat vampires is so simplistic and lenient —
. . . but what I want is for you to try and get me her autograph!
“Please get me [this thing] that I can’t get myself because I really want it but don’t want to look lame in front of my friends by getting it myself!”
-one of my cousins, circa 1995.
Ohhhh, looking lame is not the concern here…
Because what is family fir, amirite?
Hooooo-boy! She’s a plottin’ something! So, does her uncle have enough perspective to examine HER motives as well as he’d examine a strangers? Looking forward to seeing.
The difference between an autograph and a signature is just context, right?
Pretty much. Any time you sign your name, it’s a signature, but “autograph” has the specific connotation of “you admire this person so much that their signature is a cherished souvenir.”
That’s exactly what I was thinking. Look out, Thorn!
Is that a reference to Anne Rice?
Also, if you don’t like her books, Hyacinth, then why do you want her autograph…?