"It's such a nice day today, don't you think?" Alice asked, still smiling pleasantly at the girl as she made surruptious movements to ascertain that her father's hunting dagger was still tucked discreatly against her back under her riding cloak. Something about this whole situation was prickling her nerves something fierce.
"Why don't we continue the conversation out here, under the sun?"
/wanders off to go listen to Edith Piaf
"Why don't we continue the conversation out here, under the sun?"