>>19434935"Well Oi mean, If ya dun want the Blue Hurricane... stand back, there's a Sheila coming through, nyeh heh heh."
>[Sheila downs the entire cocktail in one go, with a barely perceptible twinge from the slushed ice. She lets Karna speak, and believe it or not, keeps her mouth shut for a few moments afterwards.]"Oi guess first, I nevah ack-shally met Cams. I was in the hospy when she... uh, ya know, doyed. Though, I guess I nevah met youse ee-vah. I guess ya nevah meet no one until ya do, roight?"
>[Sheila takes a drink of her beer. Was that profound, or stupid?]"I... dun really know about ya kidnappin'. Koinda fucked it seems ta happen 'round 'ere, eh? Yeah, I saw yas beat Sola. She's a little pocket rocket, in't she? You've got some good shit in ya arse-nal. And then Milfo... well, yeah, she fucked on ol' Sheila once upon a toim as well. Just gotta take the good'n the bad togevva, really. I saw Marey lose. And ya know, maybe she got screwed, and maybe nort. It's koinda... I mean shit, the drah-ma, the ex-soyt-ment. It's why we're 'ere, innit?"
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"So look, Oi've got a mate -- dun't mattah who, dun worry about it -- who fucken loves ya. Ya fought em once, ack-shally. But she will not fucken shut up about ya. Reckons youse could do yooj things, yeah? But she's... not always good wif torkin' like Auntie Sheils. Nyeh heh heh. I dunno. Maybe ya dun wanna set the world on foir. Maybe ya just gotta foind what loights a foir in youse?"
"Toitles. Munny. The frill-a compa-tishun? Shit. Anyfink."
"Fah me, it's making sure youse kids take this place ta biggah and bettah hoights. There're a handfullaya cunts now. Youse, Sola, Flamo, Nickers. Fings've... changed, since Oi started this shit. I can't wait ta see what ya do -- what *youse* decoid ta do."
