"Whiskey?" Eponine was already grinning from the bath, but the thought of hard liquor makes her beam.
"I like it, you know? But it is so expensive in Paris. Me, I am for brandy or cheap wine. Anything really. I like it when it burns."
She looks at the rags in her hands. She's fairly certain they won't stand up to a wash. And the crafty side of her brain is already calculating just how she can use them to get more out of people. Already she can see that the people are softer here than Paris. Who knows how much they'll give if they see her in rags and she spins a little tale?
"I think perhaps to keep 'em, you know?" She says. "They're all I've had for such a long time. I know it's silly..."
She curls up opposite Nancy and the tea things.
"I think you're the nicest girl I ever met, you know?"
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"I like it, you know? But it is so expensive in Paris. Me, I am for brandy or cheap wine. Anything really. I like it when it burns."
She looks at the rags in her hands. She's fairly certain they won't stand up to a wash. And the crafty side of her brain is already calculating just how she can use them to get more out of people. Already she can see that the people are softer here than Paris. Who knows how much they'll give if they see her in rags and she spins a little tale?
"I think perhaps to keep 'em, you know?" She says. "They're all I've had for such a long time. I know it's silly..."
She curls up opposite Nancy and the tea things.
"I think you're the nicest girl I ever met, you know?"