"I have this fantasy about painting my nails. Cherry red talons gleaming in the light. One day I won’t be able to resist it any longer. I’ll chuck out my rubber gloves, the carbolic soap and that infernal nail brush. Trade it all in for lashes of Atrixo and a proper manicure.”
"But not yet?"
"Absolutely not yet. There’s work to be done."
Trixie’s attitude towards work, if anybody had any doubts.