Lady Amethyst thanks Nell and takes a swig of the flask. "Good lord this stuff will put hairs on your chest!! But enough about my hairy chest, what are we going to do?"
As Lady Amethyst watches Batsby and Nell squaring up to one another she stands and puts a hand on each of them. "I would, however, beg of you both to calm yourselves. We cannot afford to bicker between ourselves. To defeat these Musketeers we need to stand as one".
Lady Amethyst then returns to the pleasure of the flask.
