Mina Rose Brewer
Mina Rose brightened at the invitation, her eyes almost positively sparkling as she looked to Ronan with excitement. "Ya mean 'tis fine fer me ta tag alon', e'en though Ah ain' a todd? Ah wouldn' be a thir' doar?" It took a moment for her mispronunciation of 'third oar', a charmingly provincial variation on the popular phrase, to make its meaning clear. She glanced down at her dress, which was far from the standard expected of Bully Harbor's more energetic night life. "Well, Ah guess we bes' fahnd me summat ta wear 'en," she remarked. She looked up at Ronan, grinning in delight. "Gosh, I t'ain' ne'er had a todd as a frien' b'fore, le' talone one 'oo was bein' mah furry godmother. Ah think Ah lahke it."