Fay lowered her gaze even further, praying silently that no one recognized her.
"They won't," a voice in her head said.
"Why won't they? She's sitting right beside them."
Oh here we go again, she thought with an internal sigh.
"Well as you can see, she was on makeup then, but she isn't now."
It scoffed. "That doesn't mean any—"
"Hey Fay—"
She jerked up, startled as she felt a hand on her shoulders.
"I'm so sorry for touching you," Darla apologized profusely. "I wanted to tell you Earl said it's okay to go ahead with your transaction," she said, her face dripping with worry.
"I'm so sorry I was that startled. I need to thank Earl," Fay said.
"Yeah, come with me then," Darla said, offering her a smile.
Carefully, Fay rose to her feet, her head still slightly lowered.
"It's gone," she heard, and lifted her head to see that something else was playing on the screen..
