It was a long time before the rest of the house fell asleep and Sicily was finally able to slip out quietly a few bucks tucked into her back pocket.  She didn't know where she would eat but she knew she had to get something her stomach growled in protest as she walked and she frowned a little rubbing it.  Because she was a girl she didn't get nearly as much to eat but she had gotten used to it for the most part over the years.  Even though she was 'one of the guys' they still expected her to stay skinny.  She walked along the street and took of her bandanna putting it far down into her pocket and letting down her hair where it fell in pretty curls making her look almost normal except for the cut and bruised cheek she now sported.  She walked down the street and listened as different vendors hocked their wares trying to drown out the delicious smells and just find something she could afford but it was hard to find anything in this city for 3 dollars...