"I don't toss good silverware, dear," she tells him, deathly serious as though that's the most important thing here. Really, he needs to understand that. And anyway, she wouldn't want to get mead on her dress, that stuff is terrible to try and get out.

"And I know a few people. One or two. Don't know you though. Not yet anyway. But I might soon hadn't I? So what is it then? You done something awful have you? You don't look like you've done something awful, and trust me, I've seen a lot of people who have, I'm a good judge."