"You won't get a pat-down," Nancy says. "I trust you." There was no honor amongst thieves, but they were as thick as could be. The trust came naturally to her, where someone like Dodger was concerned.

"Yes please! Merry Christmas, drink some nog!" She follows Cooper, still holding on to him, because he's Cooper and she knows how terrible it was of her to not spend the day with him. She should have. But she had to be with the boys, and introducing him to Fagin was a surefire way to get him killed. A surefire way to ruin their relationship.

"Did you make it yourself?" She asks stupidly. "Because I think Dodge n' I deserve a cup, braving the cold t'get me home nice n' safe." Her accent is ridiculously cockney, the more she drinks. Being around the boys brought it out of her, and the alcohol only worsened it.