Making Money (Discworld, #36; Industrial Revolution, #5; Moist von Lipwig, #2)

by Terry Pratchett

“You do know something quite important about the Cabinet,” said Adora Belle, apparently waking up. “You know it wasn’t built for or by a girl between the ages of four and, oh, eleven years old.” “How do we know that?” “No pink. Trust me. No girl in that age group would leave out pink.”

oh yes, here was Pucci’s speech, in detail. It was wonderful. And she’d gone on and on. It was all perfectly clear, from her point of view: she was right and everyone was silly. She was so in love with her own voice that the watchmen had to write down their official caution on a piece of paper and hold it up in front of her before they towed her away, still talking . . .