Sorry if this scene doesn't have much detail, but, I think we all know what happens in Toby's introduction in the film. ;) Oh yeah, and no shaving contest yet, that's later. Senor Piralli shall make another appearance before his death.
About a week later, Mrs. Lovett, Mr. Todd , and I all awoke early, and went exploring London. I was going to take Gulliver, until I discovered that Mr. Todd would be tagging along with us. By that time, my new dress was finished, and left it out for me. I thanked her about one thousand times for getting it made for me. It seemed that she was much more gracious than I had thought.
We skipped jollily through the streets, twirling in circles as we dance along the back alleys. We came to a small market, where a wagon selling elixirs was parked. A stage was built onto the front of the wagon, and the sign read: Piralli's Miracle Elixir. A whole crowd of curious people surrounded the wagon; we joined them.
A little boy with an absurdly big hat strode out of the wagon, playing quite the beat on a drum. The little boy began to sing us a song, explaining the importance of said elixir; apparently, it's to help one who's loosing their hair. found it absurd, being a barber and all, that when the little boy tossed him a bottle, began to challenge them. Mr. Todd opened the bottle and began examining it.
"Looks like piss," he half-sang. He sniffed it. "Smells like piss."
He then handed the bottle to Mrs. Lovett and her and I sniffed it.
"Smells like-," I began
"-EW-," Mrs. Lovett and I both shrieked.
Mr. Todd cordially took the bottle from me, and re-quirked it. "This is piss, piss wiv ink!" he spat aloud.
"Ladies seem to luv it," sang the little boy atop the stage. By this time, he took off his hat, revealing long, blond curls.
"-Flies do to-," Mrs. Lovett sang in a monotone.
Then, as if everyone was captivated by the small boy, the lot of people pushed and shoved their way into line to buy elixir. Apparently Mr. Todd's "piss" comment didn't work. As I scanned the crowd, I recognized Judge Turpin's man who had been following me. He stood, queerly, on the curb by the fountain. I hated the way he stared at me, so I whirled around, my back to him. But I could still feel his eyes on me. It was like they were drilling a hole through my skull, trying to reach my brains.
Before people began getting too crazy, Mr. Todd , Mrs. Lovett , and I all booked out of there. Next, Mrs. Lovett took us to the market and showed us many things.
She picked up fresh barley, and took an immense whiff of it. "Mmm, I love that smell."
She held it in front of me, so I could sniff it. "That's lovely smelling," I said.
After the market, we all went back to the pie shop for pies. Mrs. Lovett whipped them up quickly, and all three of us were done in an instant. Once done with evening meal, I played Mrs. Lovett's piano as her and Mr. Todd whirled one another around. It sure was a happy day, and for once in my life, I totally forgot about my second half.