"You better make it worth it. Mistresses are cheaper than surgery, you know." At least she thought so. How much did those spells cost? She would need to do research on this. "Oi! Hand over that chocolate you lout!"
She stopped what she was doing to stare at him. And blink. Slowly. "Roger, if you were any prettier you'd be French. Lets work with what we've got."
Patricia was lazy and sloppy by nature. The day she started to care about appearances was the day she went blind and didn't know what she was wearing.