"Thank you." She took one when he offered, she and Jimmy had been stealing them from their father since they were little so it was something she was accustomed to doing, even if it was considered a masculine habit. Since she had grown up raised by men and wanting to do everything her brother did, her perceptions of gender specific mannerisms were a bit warped.
"My father will be greatly pleased to hear that his reputation continues to proceed him. And I imagine when you say competition you do mean my father, for there is no greater man for that sort of thing in the whole of London, if you would allow me to say." But of course she saw her father as a sweet old man who did all of his work through his men and would never hurt a fly with his own hands... Even if she had seen proof to the contrary on more than one occasion.