"Yeah? What did you eat? I bet you ate lovely foods though." Eponine loved to hear about food. Eat food, talk food, smell food, even cook food. She loved food.

"When we had supper, we'd all cram in. Nobody missed it when there were a bit to go round, Madame, so it weren't quiet. We'd have my Dad's gang more often than not as well, all crammed in, and sat on the bed so me and 'Zelma'd have to sit under the window where it were cold. But it was worth it to get a bit of whatever were going - bread I like, when it's tough enough to get your teeth stuck because it takes ages and ages to eat. Fills you up longer, you know? And sausages! I would go mad for sausages. We shared one, me and Azelma, before we lost the room. That were ages ago but I still remember because it were the best tasting sausage I have ever eaten, I was so hungry. But you know from the arena how that can be, no? That is the best thing for here, I think, all of the food. Though they say, 'Don't eat so much Eponine. The people like you skinny best.'"

Not that it stopped Eponine eating. She just didn't listen and was steadily putting on weight so she at least didn't look like a skeleton any more.