Finally, someone on her staff scooted up and adjusted the microphone on the lapel of her flowy blue pantsuit. âIs that okay?â Hillary said. It was okayâher voice was now amplified into its deep clarion call. âWell,â she said as she crossed and recrossed her legs, âIâve been waiting for someone to turn me on.â Her timing was perfect, and she got a big laugh, because suddenly the First Lady was...saucy.
I love me some saucy, Senator Clinton. đ


















