Text Cut: THE Ella Bishop
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Originally Posted by
TakemetotheBurrow
Ella was just watching Mr. Firth. She was maybe a bit on edge because she was expecting more questions and really, she was sort of grasping at straws at this point. Her information bank had been tapped so homegirl needed to be cut some slack, okay? Okay.
Blink.
Yeah? "I'm really glad you think so, Sir." GRIN! All that studying paid off, it seemed. "I did quite a bit of reading on the subject so...I'm glad it shows." And that he'd noticed. Thanks very much. ^___^
Blink. Blink.
One more question? Ella forced a smile and nodded. "Of course." GRINNNNNNN. She'd totally hooked him. "5 galleons a jar, Mr. Firth." Nodnod. "But since you do such a good job at school, I'd be willing to make it 4." Just saying.
The girl looked like she'd taken an overdose of U-No-Poo. Plus she seemed to have something in her eye with all that blinking she was doing.
Ah, there's a bit of relaxing. "
Well it definitely shows, so yeh should be proud of yerself." It figured. Badger. Hard worker.
And there she went with the blinking again. She should probably go find a mirror and check out those eyes. But then she was grinning big time, so maybe it had come out suddenly. "
5 Galleons a jar?" Well, how many were even in that jar? He peered at it, trying to size up whether or not it would be enough for both Hecate and Cecelia.
Perhaps she saw him mentally debating, because she then lowered her price, albeit with an exceptional excuse. "
Tell yeh what. I'll give yeh four Galleons fer the jar," he plunked 4 large coins on the table, "
an' yeh can keep the fifth fer yerself a reward fer such excellent salesmanship." A fifth Galleon was added to the small pile in front of the Captain. Yes, he'd just paid for her to get into her common room the rest of the year, basically.