Δαφνη Ευτυχια Αρθουρος

From Waiting for the Galactic Bus by Parke Godwin (1988, Doubleday, New York):

The camera moved over stunning vistas of sunken living rooms in luxurious cream leather, each casual furniture piece worth a fortune. Bedrooms of imperial opulence, kitchens that inspired domesticity and did all the work, cozy dens, conversation pits cunningly designed around fieldstone fireplaces, bathrooms of unbridled hedonism with heart-shaped tubs and frothing Jacuzzis. Charity ogled.

Where's that? They don't have that in Pittsburg even."

"I'd say not," Jake remarked with a sideways glance. "I'll bet you never missed Dynasty or Knots Landing."

"Course not. I even wrote a letter to Alexis telling her what a slut she is."

"But such a rich slut, eh? All that scheming and immorality in the middle of all that wealth. The painful fascination of pressing your cold little nose against the windowpane and deciding that rich is nasty, virtue is just plain folks and the American Way. The envy of the have-nots: Alexis will get what's coming to her, evil will be punished. And you sure as hell want yours. Religion is what you sing on Sunday, Miss Stoval. Your true faith is what you want all week."

[bold emphasis added -- dglenn]