Jolie does have to swallow a giggle at being called "madame". Geez, that's for like. Old people. Grandmas and stuff.

She masters the urge, though, half-sure she'll get scolded again for laughing. "Yeah, but see. You need a sharp stone and things to stuff inside it first, and we don't have any of those. Plus, a lot of the guards have helmets. We might rattle one, but probably won't crack anything."

It'd be nice to have a sharp stone. That'd be a weapon in and of itself, after all.