Terry Pratchett. Guards! Guards! (№ 439478)

“And there’s nothing to stare at me,” Nobbs got excited. - I can recognize a real lady at first sight. She treated me to tea and the cup was thin, like a sheet of paper, and in it was a real silver spoon, ”he continued in the tone of a man who was lucky enough to throw a shaky bridge over a gigantic social abyss. "And I got the spoon back, so stop staring at me!"