Angle, crowded marketplace street.
STONE is racing towards us, as DICKENS comes out of the ALLEY in pursuit, raising his whistle.
1. DICKENS: You come back here, you!
STONE vaulting over a CART, much to the dismay of those around her. She’s having the time of her life.
2. SFX: TWEEET TWEEEEEET
STONE sliding beneath a HORSE, DICKENS already falling behind.
3. DICKENS/small: Stop that girl!
4. STONE: Yea, blessings to that, you slug…