Reminder that Tweedle is known for having “trouble with the ladies” and this trouble is more often than not called Tarvek.
“Good heavens, Tweedle, the lady is trying to speak!” Tarvek smiled at the young woman Martellus was accosting. “Tarvek Sturmvorous, Lady.” He bowed. “You were saying something about greenhouses?”
The young woman blinked and smiled uncertainly at Tarvek. She curtseyed. “Mona Bauer,” she said. “I was, but I don’t know –” She glanced warily at Martellus.
“Oh, never mind Tweedle,” Tarvek said, offering her his arm, “He can go off sometimes, more Spark than sense, you know.”
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