"Hm," Noble said. For effect, he rolled his eyes; Noble had been less and less patient over the past year, and gestures like this were not uncommon. He supposed he could have tried to bail Ford out now, but they could talk about it later - establish set budget for the girls, refuse to go over it. Noble was not going to indulge parasols before the actual season, that was just ridiculous.
But none of this was his job.
But he could not leave Ford entirely at sea, either.
"Well, if we're making wishes, I'd like a boat," he said, voice entirely sarcastic. "Seems reasonable, yes?"
But none of this was his job.
But he could not leave Ford entirely at sea, either.
"Well, if we're making wishes, I'd like a boat," he said, voice entirely sarcastic. "Seems reasonable, yes?"