As this punchline plays over a series of days, the level of drama also builds…

Lesley Joyce looks like she is trying out for kabuki theater, or the return of silent movies…  can’t you just hear the organ building up and throwing off fat, ominous chords behind her look of shock?!

…and as Lesley goes through the grieving cycle over the news that Mark has rented a vehicle in her name (shock, anger, denial bargaining, and acceptance; mostly anger) Her bust size has also increased dramatically!  Why not, you know?  The rest of her has been morphing out of control ever since we met her…