Oh, D.C. Madam. You knew we couldn’t keep away from you forever, didn’t you. Despite you spending so many weeks toying with our delicate emotions, leaving us curled up in the fetal position, sobbing for lack of any kind of clue that you like us as much as we like you, we keep coming back for more. We know, we should try to hold on to any scrap of dignity we have left. But hey, maybe we actually just didn’t have any dignity to begin with. Did you ever think of that? Did you?

As you’ve probably read by now, the alleged D.C. Madam, Deborah Jeane Palfrey, appeared for a lunchtime q&a at Nathan’s in Georgetown earlier this week in a last ditch effort to convince the city that we should care about who might potentially be on her client list. And of course, people do care, but the always-a-tease Palfrey naturally didn’t reveal any exciting names while patrons were scarfing down their crab cake sandwiches.

We did however notice buried in the Post write up of Palfrey’s exchange with Nathan’s customers, this little gem:

“Are you a madam?” Joynt asked directly.

“I’m a business owner,” Palfrey replied.

“Everyone’s calling you the D.C. madam.”

“I prefer the Washington madam. It’s classier.”

We just wouldn’t be us if we didn’t glom on to this missive and turn it into a needlessly huge controversy. So what do you think? Is calling our fair city “Washington” classier than calling it “D.C.”?

Photo by Barbara Gary courtesy Nathan’s