New Avalon

[Hammer Sister]

She's clearly nervous; not accustomed to having this sort of attention lavished on her. I'll need to be careful; don't want to scare the poor girl off...

"Nonsense; this is the Annual Bazaar, a time to let loose and have fun! Tell you what, I'll get us a couple of fruit drinks, then we'll have a wander, see what's around." Rob looks around; he spots a suitable street vendor. "That one looks good; let's see what they have in stock," he suggests, pointing at a mid-sized drinks stall that's not as busy as the others, but still busy enough to be a reasonably safe bet.

[yamikuronue]

Erika nods. "Much obliged, sir... I have heard that their juices are divine."

[Hammer Sister]

"You can call me Rob; no need to be so formal," Rob winks; he leads Erika over to the chosen vendor, and after a short wait, buys two fresh orange juices.

[CalamityJade]

The orange juice had been a few scales a glass! Though they did say it was fresh and was infused with 'the pulse of the city'. Granted that probably just meant that the little bubbles were probably safe and not alcoholic. The Bazaar was getting into full swing as the band started doing some dance numbers. OF course a lot of people are waiting for the apperance of Mordriana. There was even some talk that she would peer into some people's fates.

[yamikuronue]

Erika tastes the strange orange concoction hesitantly. She'd never had orange juice; her hometown had been home to many apple orchards, so apple juice was familiar to her, but this orange juice was thicker, with strange bits in it, not like the clean, crisp apple juice back home. Still, though, it was a lot more delicious than water, which was all she was going to drink in order to save every penny she could.

"So, Rob, what do you do?"

[Hammer Sister]

"I'm a freelance detective; most of my work is picking up where law enforcement falls short, although I do sometimes have to take a private case or two to keep the income flowing. What about yourself?"

[yamikuronue]

"I'm... looking for a second job, actually. Don't suppose you need a secretary," she adds, with a self-deprecating laugh. "Just another one of the Waiting, you know how it goes." She smiles at him, forcing herself to think about the juice and not her finances. A warm smile goes a long way, she reasons.

[Hammer Sister]

"Unfortunately, my income isn't enough to afford a secretary, as useful as it may be. But I'm sure a young lady such as yourself shouldn't find it too difficult to find a job; this is the city of opportunity, after all."

[yamikuronue]

"No, of course not," she says, quickly. There goes that idea. Still, though... maybe he'll hear of an opening and remember her later...

[Hammer Sister]

"You say you're looking for a second job; what's your current job?"

[yamikuronue]

"Just some part-time work at a convenience store. It's enough to get by." Not really, but she's not going to admit that to a stranger. "Oh, is that a dunk tank?"

[Hammer Sister]

Only a part-time job? That can't pay enough for those clothes, surely? She must have another arrangement... but that can wait. It seems her career isn't her favourite subject, given how eagerly she changed the topic.

"Looks like one. I don't really see the point of them myself..."

[yamikuronue]

"Don't you?" She smiles. "It's so perfect for this city, if you ask me."

[Hammer Sister]

A dunk tank, perfect for the city of opportunity? That's an odd metaphor for the Waiting to use; it sounds more like something the Abandoned would say. There's something this woman's keeping secret... but I can't push until I know more.

"Not sure I agree." May as well show the girl a good time though; I doubt she has much to look forward to. "But then tonight is all about having fun; want to go check it out?"

[yamikuronue]

Erika smiles. "We don't have to. I'm enjoying just walking around with you, after all."