Forgive me, I had forgotten that a man may only do one thing in all his life. [The only kind of humour she does most of the time: sarcasm!]
And surely there cannot be so much of a market for... that, in a place so saturated by such things. A man would not wax fat on such work. His eye might wander to more tempting wares.
If you have done no wrong, and intend none, then I will offer true apologies. But I count my reasons for suspicion solid enough.
[And that's totally why she's arresting you. It has nothing to do with being cold and bored and desperately in need of something to make her feel useful. Nope.]
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Forgive me, I had forgotten that a man may only do one thing in all his life. [The only kind of humour she does most of the time: sarcasm!]
And surely there cannot be so much of a market for... that, in a place so saturated by such things. A man would not wax fat on such work. His eye might wander to more tempting wares.
If you have done no wrong, and intend none, then I will offer true apologies. But I count my reasons for suspicion solid enough.
[And that's totally why she's arresting you. It has nothing to do with being cold and bored and desperately in need of something to make her feel useful. Nope.]