Cooking Colors (Open)

[Odette Advaire]

Odette smiled as she skipped among the vibrant stands full of fruits and vegetables and all manner of delicious things just waiting to be cooked.

She wasn't necessarily the best cook, but she loved working on it, and it always made her so happy to make dinner for Daddy!

That's why she was shopping now, a wicker basket on her arm, looking for all the most delicious bits to make her guardian a lovely and healthy meal.

To be honest 'healthy' was the only type of cooking she knew how to do.

She wasn't dressed for going out, being fresh from practice, but she wasn't really expecting to meet many people. Well, other then the vendors, but they knew her.

But she still looked nice. She always looked nice. (She was pretty sure she'd panic if she didn't...) Blond hair back in a bun with a few whisps escaping, big blue eyes and a cheerful smile. A pink leotard and a white skirt, with little pink slippers.

Ooooh! There were apples! Oh, so many of them and they all looked so good...

Eagerly, she pranced forward, dancing a bit as she approached the stall, blind to everyone around her in the face of one of her favorite things in the world.

[Yuume Souryuu]

Fresh fruit was something of a treat for Yume. Back home, things like melons tended to cost around the equivalent of forty dollars. If you were getting a melon, it was more than likely because someone was in the hospital, and you wanted to get them something nice.

Then Yume came to Miami.

And ohhhhh boy. Fruit!! She could afford so much fruit here! It made sense really- the USA had a far larger amount of land to work with than Japan did. But regardless, she's carefully picking her apples as though each one is a heavenly object. She's been here for a year, true, but old habits die hard really.

[Odette Advaire]

Odette was broken from her apple-induced haze by a sudden impact with another body.

Letting out a squeak as she scrambled for balance and remembering her manners (even though she didn't necessarily always use them...) she apologized "Oh, I'm sorry, I hope I didn't hurt you!"

Managing not to fall over or drop her basket, she looked at the other woman.

Taller then she was. Nearly everyone was taller then she was. Pretty face, but not as prettier as hers. Not the best fashion sense. And currently preventing Odette from getting her beloved apples.

Brushing herself off, straightening out her outfit and sweeping back the escaping whisps, and trying to stop her face from shifting to something cooler.

She was supposed to be nice, not annoyed...

"I'm Odette, did any of your shopping get ruined? I can pay for it if it did..."

[Yuume Souryuu]

"AH-!" Really, she never saw it coming. Couldn't have seen it actually, with her back turned and all that and- Well, now her bags were all jostled, and someone had bumped into her and...

O-Oh no, she must have been standing her too long-

"S-Sorry!!" she quickly shouted, before attempting to regain some composure. Simple clothes were all she really wore really- it wasn't as though she was trying to make much more of an impression than 'I keep clean, and I work hard'... "Ah... F-Forgive me... If I was in the way, ah..."

She swallowed. Right, well someone just introduced themselves, the only right thing to do is respond similarly after all... "I am Yume... ...And it's fine. Nothing is ruined, really..!"

...And yet from one of the bags a bundle of leeks fell. Yesss, everything is PERFECTLY fine...

[Odette Advaire]

"Oh, no, it's really okay, I should have been looking where I was going!"

While Odette's mouth was being cheerful and apologetic, her mind was making further assessments.

Pretty, tall, apparently very polite and inclined to stammering... Wouldn't last a day in the ballet, but who would? Enough taste in food to know to come here, and apparently smart enough to like apples. Not native, but then neither a

Her annoyance with being thwarted in her quest to sate her addiction warred with her more pleasant nature.

Another brush across her skirt, another brush of the whisps esacping.

"It's nice to meet you Yume." Her own accent unconciously thickened, and she corrected, shifting towards London, just in time to watch some food fall.

"If you show tell me how much it cost, I can pay for you to get some more? And I can pay for your apples too, if you want?"

Around them, people moved about the market, and unconsciously, Odette drew closer to the stall, out of the flow and away from anyone likely to bump into her. Thankfully, most of the people shopping were women, and the thought of making dinner for Sig was enough to ensure her drive overwhelmed her fear.

[Yuume Souryuu]

"AH-" She coughed somewhat uneasily, politely shaking her head. "That isn't necessary... Really. The leeks are not so expensive, less than three dollars for a pound..." And since it's going in a soup...

At any rate she has the remainder of her bags secured, and wisely steps back somewhat to allow Odette access to the apples herself. "Please- an accident is nothing to make payments for- there is no harm done by it after all, neh? If anything, I should not have lingered at a stall as long as I did," she adds, carefully adding one more apple to her bag before searching around another for her wallet.

"Ahhh... Mmn. Five apples is... One, two..." Counting out the money she hands it over to the owner of the stall, examining the remainder.

Uh oh. "Ahhh..."

It would seem, dear Odette, that she may in fact need some assistance in paying for those leeks after all- as her budget is a little tighter than she would like now that classes are coming to their end and her loan is going on 'halt'.

Good thing she got a job recently...? (Come to think, that was part of why she shopped around here now wasn't it...)