[Iris listens when criticised, her head tilted attentively like Marsh's cockatiel, and is happy to execute the same step over and over till she has it perfect.

Vin's remark on dresses evokes a broad grin, and she hitches her own skirt up to show the slender thigh holster with her staser.]

I always 'ave at least one bottomless pocket so I can get to it. I once got attacked at a dance by a flipping weretiger.

...well, it was at dinner, but same difference. Once we've got this one down shall we Charleston?