"You're practically rolling in it." Such sarcasm, but so fondly meant. "I can be a graceful, elegant distraction while you fleece some poor buggers of their cash. Too bad it's not the seventeen hundreds, we'd have been the best highwaymen." On some level she is sure she should feel bad for joking about robbing people when she is in the body of one of the most polite, idealistic people she's sure exists. On the other hand, exactly that is what makes it funny.

She raises her eyebrows a little. "Really? Careful, Steph, or I'll decide you're the perfect woman," she replies, grinning a little as she elbows Steph's side. "Throwing people across rooms and sewing buttons. I'm glad my mum only ever got the second half, I bet there were times I would've gotten tossed about for being a pain in the backside otherwise." For once she's talking about her parents and it isn't painful. It's good. Nice, to be able to indulge.

"Yeah? Fish are pretty all right. They're delicious with chips, too."

Ellie is the literal worst person.