[ The collar will be horribly unfashionable in six months at most, but for now, she's stylin'. Bastien rubs one of her silly ears and is beaming at her so much that he doesn't put much effort into deciphering By's meaning. ]
What, have you been feeding her baguettes and cheese for two meals a day? [ He drops his voice to stage-whisper a secret to the dog: ] That is how I became Orlesian.
[ It's only one step back to his bed to root around for the next thing. ]
Oooh, [ with an extra snooty and stereotypical accent, ] c’est vrai?
[ He is pulling out another colorful floral strip. But this one is satin instead of leather, its flowers embroidered. A cravat like a spring meadow. It doesn’t match the collar exactly, made by a different person from different materials, but it’s close enough for the intention to make man and dog wear matching outfits to be obvious.
Bastien loops it around Byerly’s neck. He looks very pleased with himself. ]
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What, have you been feeding her baguettes and cheese for two meals a day? [ He drops his voice to stage-whisper a secret to the dog: ] That is how I became Orlesian.
[ It's only one step back to his bed to root around for the next thing. ]
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[ Mock-offended: ]
I believe you'll find that cheese is a Fereldan national dish, thank you.
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[ He is pulling out another colorful floral strip. But this one is satin instead of leather, its flowers embroidered. A cravat like a spring meadow. It doesn’t match the collar exactly, made by a different person from different materials, but it’s close enough for the intention to make man and dog wear matching outfits to be obvious.
Bastien loops it around Byerly’s neck. He looks very pleased with himself. ]
I think we are honor-bound to fight now.