Well, look what the scamp has dragged home with her. Pirates, henchmen and naughty, naughty men—"
A soft whack noise was followed by a startled squawk, as a tea towel hit Nessy in the face. She pulled the cloth down, shooting daggers at her lifetime companion.
"What was that for?"
Nan tapped her chin. "You're drooling dear, might want to mop up a bit.
