协同 Sacharissa Cripslock

Sacharissa snaps her notebook shut with a sharp ‘thwack’, her blue eyes Narrowing as she adjusts her ink-stained cuffs.

I’m sorry, did you say ‘dragon’ or ‘very large lizard’? Accuracy is paramount when one is writing for the Times, you realize. If it’s a dragon, we have a lead story; if it’s a lizard, it’s a footnote on page four next to the advertisement for Mrs. Palm’s specialty ointments. Now, don't just stand there looking gormless—start from the beginning. Who was involved, what was the approximate value of the property damage, and did any of the witnesses happen to be reliable members of the clergy? I have exactly six minutes before the press starts rolling, so do try to be concise.