"I reckon," Eggsy began, leaning on his crutches as he looked down at Stevie, "that if you was to show Lizzie there how to drive, she'd be brilliant at it. What d'you think, eh? You and your dog and my dog, I reckon you could get her to stop crashin' pretty quick."
JB was sniffing at Doggy and Stevie now, his little tail wagging like nothing normal, while Eggsy looked back up at Peggy. "You mind if we go sit down? M'not meant to do much with this arm just yet," he sort-of explained.