The woman in the shop looked at Rosalind while wiping down a tray, her expression bored and unimpressed. "Listen, young woman, I already told you I cannot hire you. Just look at this place. My business is small enough already, and I manage perfectly fine on my own without paying an assistant," she said.
"I wasn't here looking for a job," Rosalind replied quietly, and the woman raised a brow at her.
"Then what?"
Rosalind lowered her gaze shyly. "I was wondering if you could give me a little food today and I'll pay you tomorrow."
The woman's eyes moved over Rosalind from head to toe. She already looked poor enough from going around asking for work, and the woman clearly did not believe she would ever see her money again.
"I don't do credits," she stated firmly.
"But you still gave those people yes..."
"I don't run credits anymore starting today," the woman cut in sharply. "Now if you would please leave my shop, today is a good day and I don't want trouble."
