She mumbles and has trouble forming complete sentences.

SO, she grumbles “a guy with a sense of humour”.

A friend had given me a piece of advice before we left: Whatever happens, roll with it.

She mumbles and seethes on the inside, but never removes her armour, other than on a few very rare occasions.

Black in color, with bushy, unkempt hair and a pursed mouth through which she utters the cry, Hu!

Stacy hits back with the reality, “Particularly if that little girl happens to pay $46,000 for that doll.

She mumbles a little then proceeds to read me that whole section of her script again, asserting once again that this other IP belongs to [someone] who lives in Delhi like her but is a totally different person – a malicious hacker.

She mumbles and has trouble forming complete sentences.

SO, she grumbles “a guy with a sense of humour”.

She takes a few steps, mutters two or three words.

That’s not the only…” He swallowed again.

Apparently she was high on benzos and drunk when she arrived.

Virgin! my comrades, he is lost, for she hates him mortally.

She appears distressed and disoriented as she coughs and mumbles.

She says some words to herself in French and looks out the window.