Eponine wrinkles her nose in disgust. "And here I thought I made friends with a tiger, not a mouse."
She shakes her head. "You want to thieve? Only, they shan't take a note of me. You're the prettier. I would rather it were the other way round too, you know?"

She stamps her foot against the dusty ground. "What else are we to do? I should rather play chance than anything. At least we might win something."

Eponine thinks for a moment and reaches for Susan's ribbon knotted in her hair. "I'll give it back if you'll dare with me on something."