<em>"They will love it, El,"</em>the man smiled and dismissed the young lady,<em>"The party will be starting shortly, so you best head down to your spot."</em><br/><br/>--------------------------------------<br/><br/>"They do take care of us. I'm sure we're not cheap to keep around. Just our clothing and food bill must be through the roof for them. But they have never complained to us about it," she smiled and looked out at the water, "I've stepped on sharp things before, but I guess it feels the same for a normal sized person to step on a sharp rock. It isn't too much of a problem here, but once in a while it happens. I've never stepped on a shark or anything like that," one thing people seemed to ask was about stepping on animals, so she just always answered that right away before it was asked anymore.<br/><br/>Trista wasn't offended by the question. Curiosity was normal for the guests. They were always full of questions and Trista rarely found one offensive, "They don't really teach us how to handle the guests when we pick them up and such. But they do give us examples. I was told to treat holding the guests in my hand as if they were newborn kittens or babies. You have to be very gentle and careful so as not to hurt them. Accidents do happen, but not often at all. For the most part, it's fairly common sense."<br/><br/>The tide washed up on her feet a little bit and she giggled. Her feet were ticklish, "What do you do for work?" it was her turn for the questioning.