"Okay," Toffee said, "so I'm no angel. You're right there, pop. But I'm avenging, and don't you forget it."
A new thought crossed the seething mind of the Leader. "You know who you talk to so mean?"
"Sure, Mac," Toffee said. "I know you."
"Than I tall you drop dad, you gotta do it, hah?"
"Huh-uh," Toffee said, shaking her head. "And let's have no more sass about killing people. Now let's get down to brass doorpulls...."
But just at that moment the soldiers outside not only got down to doorpulls, but pulled them: the room began to swarm.
"If I'd knew you were coming," Toffee said, "I'd have baked a snake." Nevertheless, she retreated warily. The guards paused uncertainly before her and started babbling among themselves.
"Now!" the Leader said triumphantly.
But Toffee pointed imperiously to the gabby guards. "What are those birds saying about me?" she demanded. "I've got a right to know."