Chapter 21 p11 – What big teeth you have
Jany (thinking): Well, whatever it looks like, I have to play it cool. Be friendly. Always calm. Totally unfazed.
No matter what big teeth it has.
Blake: Jany . . .
This is —
Jany: HELLO how are you doing? I’m Jany! Guten tag! You must be lovely. It’s Ilsa to meet you!
Jany (thinking): . . . well, could’ve gone worse.
Ilsa: Aren’t you cute! So this is the girl Ann . . . let in on . . . her end-of-the-world plans.
Jany: That’s right.
. . . and I’m sorry to hear about your Master. I hope he lives long enough to let you see this through.
Okay, Jany, back slowly towards the door, then run like hell the second you find anyone nearby who can help you.