Edward snorted at her reaction to his mention of the privy. Was she rich? She didn't look it! He tried not to laugh at her embarrassment as he was still wanting to use her. "You're the one acting all nervous. What am I supposed to think you're trying to ask?"

He was about to keep walking and ignore her, but then she asked for another tart. Another! The pig! Oh, it was for her brother. He thought of his siblings, all at home screaming and crying all day. Ugh, he hated that place so much. He folded his arms and seemed to think it over. But she sweetened the deal with a promise of a birthday present. He checked the coins he'd already pulled out from his pocket. It was enough.

"Fine. But you made the promise!" He didn't think ahead enough to realize this meant he might need to keep pretending to be her friend. "I don't know why you'd get something for your brother though. Brothers and sisters are the worst!"