Lucy Spinks (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} addingvalue) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} finnigans_rpg, |
Lucy looked up from where she was sorting tickets into their proper bowls. Although she'd assured Alicia that she was only available for one night - she didn't think she could manage anything more in the magical world yet - she was actually quite enjoying herself. The task of selling tickets required no magic, and she had enough muggle and wizarding currency on hand to do on-the-spot conversions for anyone that needed them, doing the maths herself in her head. She felt useful, something she wasn't used to in this environment but definitely liked.
The woman looking down at her was stunning in her blue dress and Lucy felt an instant stab of envy. Hours of shopping with Susan and she hadn't found anything that looked that good. She just wasn't made for dresses, which was fine except for when it wasn't. "Well, I don't know many of the available dates personally, I'm afraid," she said, pushing her hair out of her eyes. "What are you looking for?"