"We don't have anything like that where I'm from, jesus!" She makes the mistake of breathing deep, in a hope that the smell has passed, and doubles over again. "Motherfucking hell with a goddamned pogo stick up its ass! Fuck!"

Cough, cough. Hack, hack. The breath she needs to curse is making things worse, so she stops and looks furious instead. What the hell do we do about this? is plain on her face.