‘Face is in one of the books, identified only as a lady with cats, and a telescope.
You have to keep in mind that the uniform requirements, for grape-squishing Vixens, was predicated solely on the need for absolute purity of product quality.
Contamination of such a fine product would be ... unthinkable.
At least you didn’t indicate whose telescope I was using, or for what; and for that, I am grateful!
As for the catz, they seem to be indifferent to your prose. I fed them tuna and chicken, but they still refused to divulge the reason they were reluctant to talk.