"Does she had seaweed for hair?" she asks as they step into the pub. It's lively tonight. Glasses clink and laughter is everywhere. Louella doesn't feel so sick and she quickly finds them a table, though she has to steal a chair from a table nearby. It's not being used and she doesn't feel guilty.
There's no sense looking at a menu, she knows what she wants.
"So, you'll stay in London?" she asks him, sitting as she believes a lady may. She's not bad at pretending but it's obvious she's pretending."Do you have family here?"