And the woman comes! No, it's a girl, sweet, slightly shy, a girl decidedly. Yet intelligence is mature, correct, and charming, despite traces of guria. So it's a woman. A woman girl or a woman girl, it does not matter! Generalizations and reductions not insufficient, buggers and idiots to define the supreme Queen who enters the throne room. The only subject left is genuflection. We bow our knees to greet her. May you be eternal, Queen! May you be ours forever.