Snow fake-pouted at him as she slid off the table to sign the book. "Such a mean kitty," she said in a pretend hurt voice, sliding it back to him. "But a word o' advice, love, I'll jus' as soon shove me stabbers at a cove as me tits. Only difference is, when it's me stabbers springin' from the darkmans, ye never see 'em comin'." She collected her reward and stood to her full height, blowing R'elend a kiss and giving him a little wave. "Fair wind in ye sails, kitty." With a toothy grin she set off towards the Quicksand, twirling her newly-acquired pouch of gil and whistling a jaunty tune.
