Heads were turning at 7th and Montana this morning as two attractive women -- a "mentor" and her "pupil" -- held an impromptu study session at Our Favorite Starbucks. "That woman on the right is really attractive but something about her doesn't add up," said Richard, ever observant. "For starters, there's a Strange Tattoo on her foot (a series of Chinese characters ran across her left foot), her nails look weird (they were Florescent Purple) and there's a stud in her nose." "I think you're missing something," I said, "She obviously has bigger problems than just her foot, her nails and her nose." "Really, how do you know?," asked Richard. "Detective work," I replied. I'm not going to divulge the nature of the problem here, but -- suffice to say -- it was written all over their faces and across their textbooks.