Mr. Nutt: Gentlemen. Yes, Indeed, I am an orc and will always be one. And may I say that it's been a privilege to play here today and to see you all. But I do gather now that being an orc in this city may be seen as something of a problem to some of you. So I would ask you to excuse me if I request that this matter be sorted out between us now.
*Crowd jeers and boos*He drops the megaphone to roll up his sleeves, and begins to whisper.Mr. Nutt: Come on if you think you're hard enough.
They stop talking at that point. Spontaneous clapping does begin.
Mr. Nutt is a very posh orc. His aptitude for verbosity is quite unmatched.
“She'd become a governess. It was one of the few jobs a known lady could do. And she'd taken to it well. She'd sworn that if she did indeed ever find herself dancing on rooftops with chimney sweeps she'd beat herself to death with her own umbrella.”
― Hogfather