"Dat's great!" Spot praised as Anne nailed the third perfect shot in a row, "Good thing youse a fast learner, but dis ain't gunna work dough," he pointed to her black skirt.
"Well, it 's going to have to, because I only brought dresses from Chicago. If someone had told me in the first place that I was going to be fighting I might have been more prepared," Anne said, crossing her arms before him and showing some of the Irish blood that she had no idea flowed in her genes.
"Shuddup, Let's go get you outta dat crap," Spot replied harshly tugging her to the entrance of the lodge. "Ise don't see why youse tryin' to look all proper. You ain't no lady. Youse a newsie," Spot muttered grumpily under his breath.