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Humorist Fran Lebowitz gets her jollies by mocking upper-class twits, of which she is one; her public may glean the full benefit of her drollery from 1978’s Metropolitan Life and 1981’s Social Studies, recently fused into one satire-dripping paperback, The Fran Lebowitz Reader. This anthology might also have contained her novel, Exterior Signs of Wealth, if she’d ever gotten around to finishing it—but that would have meant defeating her case of writer’s block, which has become as notorious as her actual writing. Recently, though, she conquered chronic laziness long enough to complete Mr. Chas and Lisa Sue Meet the Pandas, a tale of two 7-year-olds (one an egghead, the other an extrovert) who discover a pair of talking pandas in a hidden hallway of their Manhattan apartment building. While this is definitely aimed at the precocious kiddie set, it’s wryly entertaining, too, and illustrated by renowned architect Michael Graves. Lebowitz looks down her nose at you at 7 p.m. at Chapters, 1512 K St. NW. (202) 347-5495. (Nathalie op de Beeck)