Virico: I threaten to quit as chief in favour of Fallon
Chieftain: but she’s a woman
Virico: yes. The first woman chief. What a groundbreaking accomplishment. We’re really breaking the glass ceiling here.
Elka: what are you doing?
Fallon: checking to make sure my towel warmer is working
Elka: it’s just your cat Sekhmet curled up on top of the towels
Fallon: exactly.
Caesar: child are you ill? You look so pale and wan with your hair unbrushed and as if you have a poor diet
Fallon: well it’s a diagnosed medical condition
Fallon; I’m from England.
Sorcha: magic mirror who is the fairest of them all?
Mirror: your sister Fallon
Sorcha: she’s twelve
Mirror: and?
Sorcha: *throws mirror off the cliffs of Dover*
Fallon; I have decided to speed in my chariot through the village of Nottingham
Cop: ma’am you realise how fast you were going?
Fallon: yes I was speeding
Cop: why?
Fallon: because I wanted to meet the sheriff of Nottingham
Fallon: *walks into sandwich ship* I would like to order the Caesar salad
Cashier: whole Caesar or half Caesar?
Fallon: whole. I only require knives for utensils.
Nyx: boss I had discovered a common theme amongst all the Ludus Achillea gladiators including Achillea
Aquila: oh what is it?
Nyx: they are all lactose intolerant. I have given them dairy in their meals
*at dinner later that in the Ludus Achillea*
The gladiators:
Fallon: I am lactose intolerant
Sorcha: then why do you have a bunch of dairy products in front of you?
Elka, *looking at Fallon and Fallon’s stomach*: