The Habit covers everything but the face. Jacqueline reflects on the self-authority lockdowns produced, while Kate revisits the birthplace of Poog. A honey and milk scrub conjures fears of dissection. Awards for ghost kitchens through the lens of fertility and zits in a line. Jacqueline shares the results of a skin check. Placebo works, folks! Drawing the blinds and doing incantations over tofu — don’t bring fixation into someone else’s energy field. Memories of the Russian banya, marbled skin and tending by other hands. This could go bigger than Youtube.

I work nights! This week on Poog, we're bringing you our favorite moments when Kate just...made things up. Whether to avoid a friend, defuse a fight, or to just have some fun — Kate's getting creative with the truth and Jacqueline's analyzing why she can't get enough of it.

Entering the stage in character. This week, hags are dropped in as Kate walks and Jacqueline cooks. Both hotel rudeness and home deliveries abound. Tofu strategies and the origins of Dimes Square. Jacqueline pinpoints the tough thing about all products and services, though foot nor shoe should sticky laminate meet. Kate spots husband-wife hags and five-broom rankings are doled out to some, while others are riding til the rails come off. There’s no interest in the rooftop roast or the small-potted cactus. It’s not random.