>>21277108>[Sheila stops the recording, and slips the phone back into her pocket. She chugs her beer, before grabbing another from nearby and holding it up.]Her face drops. Panic spreads and Sheila knows that something is about to go horribly wrong.
"Aww, oh no, mate. Youse just bad-moufed Kazoo, and -- gee whiz, love. She's roight ovah 'dere! What are dah fucken chances! Moy-bee youse should say that ta her face. Oi hear she's crazy, mate. Loik, she moight rip ya hair out and feed it to ya! Some say she got frown frew a solid steel cell TWOICE and came back ta win! Dey say dere's a demon insoid-a her. Day say that once she fought a fucken bear, and came away wiff-out a scratch! Youse've made a real fucken mistake now, mate!"
