“What’s this called?” j inquired, pointing to the small well above m’s upper lip but below her nose.
“The philtrum, or the velum. I think it’s the velum,” m replied. Then a tiny smirk crept across her face. She looked at j. “You have a Netter. Look it up.”
[it gets better. friendly banter continues as we debate whether or not i can recap this conversation on our blog because of the Netter reference.]
m responds by listing off all the different occupations that use a Netter: anatomy illustrator, physical therapist, nurse, nurse anesthetist…(slight pause)…serial killer. Again a smirk. j bursts out giggling.

after m leaves for work, j finds Netter who says it’s the philtrum – plate 45.