<blockquote>All afternoon the breeze had snatched at Fantine’s thick blond hair, so that she had to pause every so often and pin up the coils as they slid free of her comb, laughing, her lower lip caught by her little white teeth. It was very charming the first time, and the second, and Dahlia spared a moment to feel a little envious that her own hair was so much better-behaved.</blockquote>
➤ "how do you grisette?" this is how aaaahhhhhh
