Pressure. Yes, well he was on the right track wasn’t he? She sighed softly as she forced herself to look away from the crow and to the other cards. The seer was interesting, a neat looking illustration at least. The help or harm part was a bit iffy though, her skeptical mind instantly muttering of how things could go both ways, meaning a person could interpret whatever they wanted from the cards with no real guidance. Perhaps Kathy had been right, this was all just some waste of time…her wasting her money on-<br/><br/>As he turned the card towards her, Penny visibly leaned back away from it as he gaze remained plastered to the image of the black bird.<br/>It bothered poor Penny, causing the woman to write in her seat and push her back flush with the chair. She was now officially unnerved with the whole idea, and how spot on he had been. Gaze fleeing to the side, she looked longingly in the direction the shop door was. She should just go. This was a bit too much for her. She’d though, truly, that it might be something fun and new age. Something uplift her sullied spirits and give her some shallow hope that everything was going to be right. Wasn’t that what it was supposed to be? Sara had sworn these things were ‘clarifying and fun’. Sara was a ditzy, in every sense of the word and Penny instantly regretted taking her advice, swearing never to do it again.<br/><br/>“I-I think, perhaps, I should go,” she muttered as she offered a timid smile, one that failed to look genuine as it faltered far too soon. She was uncomfortable as all and it just felt strange and off to be here doing this. What was it going to do for her anyways? So far, if this Jonas fellow just wasn’t some flake who liked to flip cards around all day, he had only told her things she knew already. Crows were bad. She could get that much. Hell, with her recent interaction with so many specimens of the species, she could probably tell him a whole heck of a lot more than he could her! She sighed.<br/><br/>“You know, with it being unpleasant and all.” She was trying to come up with some non-offensive and slightly valid excuse to end this all early. “I don’t mean to bring everyone down and I think I was just jumping the gun thinking I needed some professional help and all.” Besides there was also the fact she had been stuck in a closed broom closet with a strange guy. That whole side of the ordeal was just now sinking in on her as she gave another faltering smile, the expression a flicker of something that was normally so bright.