Re: Tales; NYC Alley: Helena W/Snow W
[Eyeroll.] You’re like this and you’re splitting hairs on witches? Hang on a second. [She slipped her hands away to survey the girl, hoping she could stand for a few moments on her own.] Stay here for a second. [And then Snow was out at the mouth of the alley, trying to hail down a taxi. It would have been a feat that would take longer, if she hadn’t been who she was. Fine. So there were times that still being the fairest wasn’t all bad.
Once she had the man idling, and the door open, she went back for the girl, arms out and ready to help her into the cab.] You look a little stiff but no one will care. This is New York. Everyone has something else to look at.