[Oh, great, it's... uh... it's that monkey guy. From that group of... guys that did stuff. Plays or whatever. Who cares, the point is if one more person jostles her something bad's gonna happen--]

Fine, awesome. Everything is frickin' great. [She snorts, folding her arms.] You want somethin'? I swear if you're tryin' to set me up to get pickpocketed you're gonna regret it.

[She only had a little money in her pocket anyway, but that was her money goddamnit and it had taken a lot to earn it.]