Fanny was used to saying whatever she thought the other person wanted to hear, at least until money changed hands. She got right to it from sheer habit.

"There are so many struggling people in the community," she started just like she used to hear the church ladies whinge. "And not enough being done to correct the problems before they spiral out of control, sir. I know plenty of people," she pressed a hand to her flat chest sympathetically, "who would rest easier at night, knowing they're less likely to be robbed or accosted."

Hahaha, yeah, by her!