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| "Beware of the doc!" AT HOME WITH DR. FRAISERIERE Pink Khaki visits PK-14's most scary doctor chez elle With a special appearance by Frou-Frou, the poodle |
| The doc, the doctor and the dog |
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| Frou-Frou and nurse Svenson (picture taken at the PK-14 infirmary) |
| We all know and love Dr. Babette Fraiseriere as the no-nonsense infirmary Napoleon who sews our heroes together again after a rough-tough mission. But who is the pint-sized doctor really? What is the woman behind the scary, needle-swaying director of the operation circus like? This we intend to find out, and so, on a lovely winter day, we drive down to Dr. Fraiseriere's beautiful empire-styled villa, located just a couple of miles outside of the Springs. The stylish house, built out of pink marble, is surrounded by a lovely garden which, at this time of the year, is covered with snow. The lady of the house welcomes us with a big smile and a cucumber mask on her face, the pink curlers complimenting her pink gown perfectly. |
| "Come in, come in, mes amis!" she calls out to us, and waves into her lovely home. We enter, careful not to stain the pale-pink carpet (early 50ies, pattern of black and white poodles) with our boots. The doctor leads us into her salon, where we take seat on a kidney-shaped pink sofa (early 50ies) and admire how the subtle shade of pink of the wallpapers brings out the pink in the curtains (early 50ies, silk, with hand-painted colibris and hippopotamusses). "I'll be back in a second!" she sing-songs, "In the meantime, Frou-Frou will keep you company!" With these words, she opens the door to the next room, and a small, black poodle with a big pink bow around her neck storms into the salon, and without further ado, she starts to bark up our cartoonist. |
| The doctor assures us that the dog is an "absolute darling, my bebe, ma petite choux-choux". Frou-Frou is now growling at the editor, and finally settles on Pinkie's lap. "I don't know what your problem is, she sure seems to like me." Frou-Frou starts to chew on the sleeve of Pinkie's pink sweater, and is still doing so when Dr. Fraiseriere re-enters the salon. "Ah, you have already met my little bon-bon!" she smiles, and offers us tea and cookies. "Isn't she a darling - and she is so fond of colonel O'Phile, you wouldn't believe it! N'est pas, ma petite tresor?" She gracefully gives the dog a cookie, then she frowns. "Unfortunately, the colonel has been very, very nasty with my little choux-choux! Last weekend, PK-12 all got sick because they had ignored my orders, and ate at the comissary. So I had to work, and as it was the weekend where I had to take my little snookie to the dog-show - she's a four-time champion, by the way - I kindly asked the colonel to go with her for me. And what did he do? He refused! Merde! Called my little darling a "result of a gen manipulation gone wrong!" Ah, il n'aimes pas des chiens, mon colonel!" While she gives the dog another cookie, she adds: "Fortunately, Sil'k was so kind to attend the exhibition with Frou-Frou." And? How did it go? "Magnifique! Frou-Frou won the first prize, and Miss Hepplewhite invited him to be judge at the next dog-show. He now thinks about taking up a side-job as a coiffeur des chiens ... isn't his adorable? Ah, quel bonhomme ..." She smiles, and gives Frou Frou another cookie. "Bien ... but I'm still a little bit upset with mon colonel - ah bon, next week, he'll have his monthly check-up ... I must make a note to be extra thorough this time ..." So the colonel is a guest of the house, we assume? "Mais oui! He's a very old friend of mine! If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't work for PK-14!" We are surprised and ask Dr. Fraiseriere ("just call me Babette, darlings!") how she got to work on this top secret program. "Ah - my parents had left France and settled in Chicago. Back then, I was working as an Avon lady to finance my studies, and later ... but wait, I will tell you the story of my life in a more entertaining way!" She jumps up, and starts a little song and dance: |
| I was working for a beauty surg in Siracuse He kicked me out because I ruined some client's nose What was I to do? Where was I to go? Oh, I was dispaired! I got a job, stood in front of Cayenne's Mountains door "I'm the Avon lady" but hey - the colonel saw more! "You got style! You got flair! And you scare!" That's how I became the doctor! Who would have guessed that the job he described, Was just exactly what the doctor prescribed? Dr. Sulkson finds me beguiling (watch out Denzyl!). And the general is warmly smiling (such joie de vivre!). I'm the lady in white while everybody else is wearing tan I'm a needle-swaying cutie, the doctor I am! |
| Original lyrics for the title song of "The Nanny" by Ann Hampton Callaway |
| We applaud, and she ends her little performance with a short tap-dance routine. We ask where she learned to dance and sing. She gives us a cheeky smile, and answers: "Oh, I'm an entertainer at heart! I always used to sing and dance! And psst ... " she lowers her voice and winks at us "... every Wednesday Major Smarter and me visit the "Blue Parrot" club - they hold the best Karaoke nights in The Springs! Nobody sings "La Vie En Rose" like we do, darling!" She laughs, and gives Frou-Frou another cookie. "Last week, we took the boys with us - I wish we'd had a video camera! Sil'k, Pitschnas, Denzyl and the colonel sang "Fight for your right to party" by the Beasty Boys - it was a hoot!" We promise to send a camera team with her next time. Beside singing and dancing - what is Dr. Fraiseriere doing in her spare time? She gives Frou-Frou another cookie, and smiles. "Oh - I have a lot of work to do, there is always some kind of alien bug or another, or some emergency, but in my spare time, I collect perfume flacons, knit covers for computer screens and I also collect poodles. Those are all very time-consuming pass-times, as you can well imagine ... it doesn't leave me much time for my Ninja-training." Before we leave, we have, of course, to ask if any of the rumours about Babette and a certain other doctor are true ...? She blushes. "Oooooh ... the things you ask me ... well, Dr. Sulkson comes here to use my fitness studio for his work-out - he doesn't like to work out at the mountain, because the colonel will be there the very second he starts his exercises to make jokes, and very bad ones, as far as I can tell. So we spend quite a lot of time together ... he has sent me roses for Valentine's Day ... and Frou-Frou adores him ... and last Saturday, he sang 'That's amore' under my window ... then there was the incident with my stocking ... but really, we're only good friends." Aha. Before we can investigate further, Babette gives Frou-Frou another waffer-thin mint, and the four-time-champion-poodle celebrates a welcome-party with all the cookies before all over the carpet, so we decide this is the perfect moment to leave. Video tapes of the "Blue Parrot" nights will be available soon in our online-shop. |