The mob is trying to look over the notebook to see what the Note Taker has been writing while they've been talking. |
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 | Cheer ap , Keptin, n'haw ya flhar orf a pore gel. |  |
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 | I meant no harm calling him captain. |  |
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Women bystanders are commenting on what the Note Taker had to say about the flower girl |
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 | Charge? I don't want to make any charge. |  |
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 | How are you insult this poor girl when she has done nothing at all. All she has done is seek shelter from the rain |  |
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One of the bystanders is confused by the Note Taker's profession |
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 | What? I wasn't insulting this young girl. was just trying to figure out her odd accent. |  |
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 | Why would you ever want to do something like that? What is your profession if I may ask? |  |
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