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[artfullydodging]

'ello! Me name's Jack Dawkins, but youse may all call me The Artful Dodger. *tips his overly large hat* I's an orphan, offic'ly, but I's a member of me ol' pal Fagin's gang in London. An' one'a th' best, 'ccording to most everyone. Better'n that ol' Charley, at any rate. Or Nolly Twist. I 'ear some bloke called Charles Dickens 'as gone and writ a

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[jehan_prouvaire]

Oh, it is lovely to meet you, M. Dodger. I'm Jehan Prouvaire; only Jehan is necessary. :) <-- it's a smiling face!

You seem to have quite an...interesing career! I am very fond of London; it must be quite exciting to work there. :) I do hope you find it to your liking here.

Typist: Oh, yey!! <3 I love you, Dodger. I am so glad you came, finally!!

[artfullydodging]

'lo, Jehan. 's a very int'restin' job, I fink. Lotsa fun, anyway. *grins devilishly*

[pemberley_pimp]

...From London, I see. Well....make yourself at home. But neatly if you will.

[artfullydodging]

Wha's the fun in 'neatly'?

[pemberley_pimp]

None, I suppose for your lot.

[artfullydodging]

Don' see 'ow it's fun for nobody. *reaches sneakily for Darcy's pocket*

[barefoot_dance]

Oh! You're like a gamin! I'm a gipsy, so I'm only a little bit better, I think, and sometimes I'm worse. I don't have anything you could take, though, except my tambourine...

[artfullydodging]

You're like Nance, then? I won' take anyfing from someone like me. S' only th' rich people what got fings worth takin'. *grins*

[barefoot_dance]

Maybe I am. Who's Nance?

*laughs happily* Oh, that's true, isn't it? But I don't steal. The priests want to send me away me for enough reasons already, so Djali and I just dance.

[artfullydodging]

She used t' be one'a Fagin's, but then she got too big t' steal prop'rly.

Wha's wrong wif dancin'? I don' do it, meself, but s'pose I oughta, as it's very gen'lemanly. *nods solemnly and pushes back his hat as it slides down over his eyes*