Aye. [There's a laugh to her voice as she juts her chin off down the road.] C'mon. I'll show ye th' way.
[Mary starts off toward the closest tailor, talking as they go. She walks with complete confidence, not minding the filthy muck of the streets. The soles of her boots are already covered in it. That's just the way it is.]
the first avast out of her mouth and the whole block laughs
[Mary starts off toward the closest tailor, talking as they go. She walks with complete confidence, not minding the filthy muck of the streets. The soles of her boots are already covered in it. That's just the way it is.]
So what's yer name, lass?