This Fiona Slays Ogres

"Fiona Shackleton, please.

"May I ask who's calling?"

"Silda Wall Spitzer."

"Ms. Shackleton, after Mrs. Spitzer, I've got Madonna on line two."

"Yo, P-Mac. K-Fed, here. Can I get the digits for your lawyer, dawg?"

Hot off her impressive representation of Sir Paul McCartney in his exorcism, I mean, divorce from Heather Mills, Fiona Shackleton may have to hire another assistant.

Sir Paul is worth close to $850M, but he's only paying his ex-wife $49M? Fiona must carry a light saber in her briefcase, because only a Jedi mind trick could pull of a coup like that.

I don't even have a girlfriend, and I want to put Ms. Shackleton on retainer! But maybe that's just the optimist in me talking.

"Ms. Shackleton, I have a Jamie Reidy on line four." Pause. " I haven't the foggiest, either, but he says he'll be worth it in 20 years."