Edie hated Susan Mayer. It was much to her dismay that she found that very few of the other ladies on her street thought badly of Susan. That was, until you.

As her only ally in this noble fight, you often found yourself invited over to Edie's so you could bitch about the she-devil across the street.

Nestled on her couch across from you, she gestured wildly with one hand, her other hand holding a glass of wine.

"-and she acts all high and mighty, like she's never done a thing wrong in her life!"