So, globetrotting metalsmith Kake McKinnon was hanging out wherever it is that she hangs out -- gondolas, ocean-going liners, penthouses or secluded grottos or something -- with David Freaking J from freaking Bauhaus & Love and Rockets, (etc. etc.) and he's now volunteered to be Roswell's nanny.
Be still my crushed velvet heart.
In the event that you can't read the slightly out of focus scrap of paper it says "I will be Roswell's Nanny")
I'm sure he'll make a grand nanny. Roswell will love to play "release the bats".