As I turned right going towards the direction of the cinema, the lovely sis stopped me. “Hey, that’s the wrong way.”
“You should be turning left.”
“Why? That’s the way to the market.”
“Yes and you are dressed for it.”
I’d have showed that smart mouth some knuckle popcorn if not for the miserable fact that we are related and I am really a non-violent sort when it comes to facing someone my own size.