Imagine the sort of person who spends their vacation figuring out potential crime scenes. Where you could hide someone, how you could dispose of a body.
You're thinking about roughly CC.
Little bit creepy, little bit cynical, fascinated with mysteries and something of a schemer by nature.
The Chaliceboss is opposite of that person, a sweet-natured, socially and religiously conservative, mother of two who wears Christmas sweaters all December and actually saw that "Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants" movie.
And she just came back from Aruba full of stories about how one could dump a body just anywhere and the sharks would eat all the evidence.
I expect this stuff from ME, but geez...