Chapter 34

• “It’s fish and chips, love,” Remi starts. “It’s like the national English dish, the revolution of the modern era and the bringer of joy. Even my lordship likes this simple working-class dish more than shagging. Okay, maybe they’re on the same level. Look, even picky Glyn is eating.”
• “I’m not picky.” I glare while munching on a chip. “Don’t make me take Ava and Cecily's side and kick you out.”
• “Trying is free. Succeeding isn’t, peasant.”