She thinks for a short moment about how he may assist her, but even through the shroud of alcohol and/or whatever soporific properties were imbued in her drink, good old politeness breaks on through. ]
I wouldn't want to trouble you...
[ Instead she will trouble literally everyone else by continuing to lie in the middle of the busy street. With infinite drunken power, she continues. ]
But if I may borrow your shoes... I'd like to polish them.
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She thinks for a short moment about how he may assist her, but even through the shroud of alcohol and/or whatever soporific properties were imbued in her drink, good old politeness breaks on through. ]
I wouldn't want to trouble you...
[ Instead she will trouble literally everyone else by continuing to lie in the middle of the busy street. With infinite drunken power, she continues. ]
But if I may borrow your shoes... I'd like to polish them.