Oh my heck, this is brutal and glorious, all at the same time. And you have just... nailed Adelle's characterization here. It's almost sort of insane how very much so. What she's given up, what she takes pride in, the dry, caustic wit.

It’s reached unparalleled levels of maddening, that no one around her seems capable of understanding that. Good Lord, it’s not as if they’re running a soup kitchen. Standing outside grocery stores and ringing little bells beside Salvation Army buckets at Christmas.

This is completely bad-ass, I have to say. Awesome.