carnival barker

Enter the Maid, a traveler from another side of the city.
Across from the Maid enters Adani, a lover of modern necessities, but classic styles.

Maid (whispering): The carn’val barker knows t’ whispa,
so be c’r’ful of a soft breeze ‘t’s-not
movin’ thr’u’ th’ trees– it’s-a ploy, a plot
to hide y’r drown-in’ in anoth’r’s chatt’r.

Andi: What? I’ve heard that before. Do you know where that’s from?

Maid: Oh, it’s always bein’ said here. s’plains a lot. Can’t always trust a soft speaker!