“Where are we going now?” she said.
I pointed up the stairs.
“Why?”
“Look Princess just pass me the Zeppelin Gun and get up the stairs.” I glanced upwards, the coats was still clear. But for how long?
“Still got a problem with strong women?”
“No. Just. Pass. Me. The. Gun.”
“Were you like this when you were a nurse? You should be more like Florence.”
I sighed.
“I was a mental health nurse, not a general nurse. Also many people have the wrong idea about Florence.”
As she, finally, passed me the Zeppelin Gun I began to talk.
The Untrue Adventures of Princess and Vance 