"Hi Mia! Nigel's jealous." Lyra greeted cheerfully, a big grin on her face while her eyes held a mischievous gleam.
Nigel: "You would've liked to have helped beat to death some American thugs with me. Done your job as a bodyguard."
"He'sjealous of that American guy you helped." Lyra shrugged. "He's even moping around. See??" She smirked at what Nigel said, making her point even more obvious.
"Well I did saythat we had to go sell some 'tea leaves and sugar'. Didn't want to be late." Gale looks at his pocket watch.
"Like I said. You missed out on the fun, and you could've prevented my limp." Nigel puts the pocket watch away. "Well, once again we are late."
Mia shook her head. "I'm being insulted by two brits on American soil... makes me wonder why I was born American instead of British."