I don't think we HAVE ever talked about Fifth Quarter! But I think about it all the time. Absolute benchmark of delightfully balls-to-the-wall plotting. I could not have imagined a bisexual love quintangle that simultaneously includes reincarnation, incest, selfcest, body-stealing, and a centuries-old zombie master, but that's because I'm not as huge brained as Tanya Huff.

Did I tell you that our old apartment-mate has a Pimpernel Smith speech prepped as his audition number?