         lead: (quality) ->
           quality.value = undefined
           'Your current lead has ended.'
-        jackie: (quality) ->
+        roxy: (quality) ->
           quality.value = 3
-          'You found Jackie\'s partner for him.'
+          'You found roxy\'s partner for him.'
         progress: consq.set 0
 
-    storylet 'jackieFinalPartner',
+    storylet 'roxyFinalPartner',
       'Take Her Offer'
       '''
       You accept the trinket. It's a small figurine — sealbone, if you're any judge — carved in the
-      shape of some north sea deity you don't recognize. Jackie's partner seems pleased at your
+      shape of some north sea deity you don't recognize. roxy's partner seems pleased at your
       acceptance, but she still shoots you a warning glare before departing the library. It's the
       last you ever see of her.
 
-      Jackie is crestfallen but unsurprised to hear of your failure. He seems to sink further into
+      roxy is crestfallen but unsurprised to hear of your failure. He seems to sink further into
       his chair as you close the door behind you on the way out. He wouldn't hear of your advice
       to try and adapt to this new world. "Fat lot of good it did you in finding my partner, Dis."
       '''

          '''
      ]

    storylet 'jackieFinalJackie',
      'Honesty is always the best policy'
      '''
      You leave her screaming obscenities after you as you leave. If she's smart, she'll be packing
      up and covering her trail again before Jackie arrives.

      You drive straight to Jackie's and spill the beans. He almost runs out before he has time to
      pay up. You drag him back to reality and he hurriedly dumps a huge file on your lap before
      ushering you out and racing towards the suburb where a very awkward shouting match awaits.

      The file explains that Mr. Brown's concerns were as old as time, the bread and butter of the
      sleuthing trade: He thought his wife was cheating on him. Jackie had been gathering photos and
      info for two weeks before Mr. Brown disappeared and the whole file became worthless. And
      judging by the contents, Mr. Brown was right to be worried. Mrs. Brown apparently has some
      very specific interests that were going very unfulfilled by Mr. Brown. Could she be more

      at a library. She doesn't remember you, but when you mention who you're working for, she
      drags you into an empty reading room and shuts the door.

      "Dammit," she starts. "I can't believe roxy hired another gumshoe to hunt me down. Is he
      really that desperate to have me back?"

      You lay out the situation. You explain how roxy seemed to be falling apart. She snorts.

      "That wasn't me leaving that did that. That stuff was why I left. roxy's been on the long
      downward slide for years now. Couldn't wrap his thick skull around this new world we all live
      in. Magic befuddles him more than if someone just cast some befuddling magic at him."

