Mudminnow River you're not better than me, damn you

colt snickered openly, exposing his yellowed teeth. "yew know, i heard that b'fore. recently, even. accused of bein' a womanizer, y'see." he closed his eyes in mock consternation but in the next they were on her own hard blue eyes.
"yer a bit fetchin' for a reg'lar sorta hooligan, miz may." colt observed. her coat was a gradient of color that drew his gaze but not for long. he was still suspicious of her, jaunty or not. "yew can fergive me for assumin' you was — not from around here, we'll say."
another stream of earthen spittle; he ground his toughened heels into the ground. "but i can also tell yew done a job or two, so come up off off it now, sweet'eart. tell me who sentcha."