*Leah*
I don't enjoy most of the performances, especially the lewd ones, where people pretend to fornicate. Children are in the audience for goodness' sake.
Still, I'm glad I came, had the experience of it, so if anyone speaks of penny gaffs, I will at least have an idea of what they might have seen. I'm especially glad Mr. Solman has accompanied me.
When we step out of the theater, I spy a woman selling meat pies. "Oh, I'm famished. Would you like one?"
"You don't know what's in it." He says.
"Well, it's a meat pie." I point out.
He looks worried. "What sort of meat? Dog? Cat? Rat?"
"Honestly. Just because this is a poorer area of the city does not mean the food is bad." I step up to the cart. "A meat pie, please."
"Make it two," he grumbles, before handing over the required
