The angry fishwives and working women Las Bombas led into battle are still triumphant hours later, congratulating one another, all friends after the fighting together. One, in particular, large and red-haired, laughs triumphantly and swears she got to see the queen herself one place. The others insist she's dreaming again, silly woman, likes to read those romantic books, would just love to see the queen, wouldn't she--but Madame Thenardier knows. You couldn't forget a girl like that.
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...MY GOD. What kind of crack are you on?
The angry fishwives and working women Las Bombas led into battle are still triumphant hours later, congratulating one another, all friends after the fighting together. One, in particular, large and red-haired, laughs triumphantly and swears she got to see the queen herself one place. The others insist she's dreaming again, silly woman, likes to read those romantic books, would just love to see the queen, wouldn't she--but Madame Thenardier knows. You couldn't forget a girl like that.