Knowing Dieter had been put in danger by this woman did little to endear her to Pree. Knowing she had threatened him while all that was happening because of her effectively moved her into the no thank you column.
But Pree wasn't one to broadcast his loathing. He merely pursed his lips as if in concentration and carefully painted another one of Dieter's nails.
"Where do I start? I'm deprived of my entire wardrobe. And while I don't mind picking up from scratch - a fresh start can be enjoyable - there's nowhere to buy fabric, never mind needle and thread. I can't believe these bottles haven't vanished yet since I stole them from the salon," he added, pointing to the cyan nail polish. "I can't decide if I want the rules to be more or less explicit. None of the prisons I've been in before had that problem." None of them had charming company who was amenable to fun experiences, either, though, so all was not lost.