That gets Dodger giving a laugh, remembering the games that they once played. He lifts his hat to her, and "But of course, dear lady," affecting the accent he would put on for the game.

"Proper sorts, aren't we just?" Continuing the game. "We shall have high tea." He laughs and drops it again. "Nah, no fear, Nance, ain't tellin' people your business, you know that."