Peggy can't help the awful laugh that comes out of her. "Oh god, I hope not all the cars," is what she has to say about that, because if poor Tony had to find Howard's bloody ceiling mirror in the car, she can only imagine the question Mr. Jarvis had needed to field.
"Lucky for you, one of the first things I was taught here was to clean fish," she says, holding up her knife to wiggle it. "I learned from an actual sailor, so I think that ought to count for more," she can't help but boast, as if that truly makes any difference. "We can have a proper fish fry, if we get enough."
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"Lucky for you, one of the first things I was taught here was to clean fish," she says, holding up her knife to wiggle it. "I learned from an actual sailor, so I think that ought to count for more," she can't help but boast, as if that truly makes any difference. "We can have a proper fish fry, if we get enough."