“By the way, how did it go in Turn Again Lane?” he said, stretching and breathing deeply.
“Oh, wonnnerful, sir,” said Detritus happily. “Six alchemists an’ fifty pound o’ fresh Slide. In an’ out, quick an’ sweet, all banged up in the Tanty.”
“Didn’t know what hit ‘em, eh?” said Vimes.
Detritus looked mildly offended at this. “Oh no, sir,” he said. “I made sure they knew I hit ‘em.”

– Detritus’s war on drugs continues |
Terry Pratchett, Thud!