The Madame Psychosis show — "Whenever Avril parts ficus leaves to…"
Whenever Avril parts ficus leaves to check, Mario’s still hunched pigeon-toed and cocked in the same RCA-Victorish posture, with the little horizontal forehead-crease that means he’s either listening or thinking hard.
Context
The circular's most natural addressee is its most devoted listener: claws in lap, hunched at the woofer. The scene never connects Mario's body to the litany naming bodies like his — he just finds the show "terribly compelling" — and that withheld connection is the tenderest thing in it. Carlisle logs the claws in his vestiges-of-the-primitive index.