There is something strangely familiar about Erin Lassner, my 11-year-old Encino client. She is tough, strong-willed, direct, and sometimes completely inflexible. She reminds me of someone, but I can't quite place it. I respect her intensity and passion which made me want to spend time with her and take her "under my wing." The first day we met, she requested a one-on-one meeting to discuss her bedroom. I had never had a consultation with an 11-year old and found the idea amusing. I indulged her request and set up the meeting. She arrived with a file full of pictures and ideas. She must have put in hours and hours of researching. Needless to say, I was impressed. This girl was a trip. I could not believe she was only 11 years old. In fact, for weeks I was convinced she was a little person but deemed it inappropriate to ask. The night she left me the stern phone message, I realized she was indeed 11 years old and probably the child I never knew I had. She was disappointed with the paint samples and apparently couldn't wait until the next day to tell me. I received her message just before 9 p.m. when she should have been in bed. She used her father's cell phone probably fearing she would get caught if she used the house phone. She was sly about it, which again impressed me. I did eventually find a color scheme that satisfied her and for the moment she is content. We are supposed to continue to shop for bedding and window coverings for her bedroom and I expect it to be very entertaining. After just a short time working with Erin, I realize I have found my next assistant, or maybe she has found hers.