"Okay," said Woods through a mouthful of food, suppressing a shiver as he pulled at his thick, frayed coat. "I'll go to the orphanage to see if the girls are back, then I'll head to the Greyline. Corrie, you go let the flower girls know that we'll be watching those bums beat each other up again, then meet us down there."
"If you want to get another jacket, then say that."
"Fine! It's cold as a winter wolf's teet today, so I'm off to get me another jacket. See you fellas at the river."
