Nahai was slightly taken aback for a moment. Someone had asked to sit by her. That was new. Then a grin crossed her face.
"If you refer to me, good sir," she said happily, "Then I would be honored if you joined me." Perhaps this was the beginning of something. Maybe she had found someone to listen, to talk to. Or maybe he was just another jerk coming to hassle her. But she was willing to take the chance.
"What is your name, good sir?" she asked.
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OK, which one of you wise guys bought Denethor a flame thrower?!?
I am but mad north-north-west. When the wind is southerly, I can tell a hawk from a handsaw.
GET THEE TO A NUNNERY!
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