Willow stood in the shadows. She was no raving beauty queen, but she could sure use a job. She'd do just about anything for a hot meal right now, and a possible means out of this town. The man seemed interested in the the girl however, that much was obvious. She had a feeling that grocer was still hanging around waiting for her to leave the store. Her options were nonexistant; twenty-six and she was stealing apples. She stepped forward, "Are you willing to pay for pictures, Cedric?"