03-01-2008, 01:42 PM
Polly wrapped her shawl about her shoulders as her eyes searched desperately for a gentleman who she could ply her wares too. Nothing but a man of the cloth and a young man, who clearly wouldn't be interested in someone like her. This was proven when the man went up to two young girls she only knew slightly.
Mary giggled and tossed her golden mane over her shoulder. "Looking for business. You interested?" She smiled at him, sure that he liked her best. After all, she was the prettiest.
Jenny on the other hand contented herself with just a smile. She was used to being constantly outshadowed by her friend.