Demelza smiled. "Practical and economical is always good," she agreed, "I'm the same way. I don't buy... frivolous things. I don't own extravagant things." Living on what she had, she couldn't afford to me. What she wore on stage was what she was given as a costume for the night, not something she owned.
When the blond turned away from the glass, so did she. "Oh, she's my... foster mother," Demelza said, not realizing she'd acquainted Annie with the woman's mother. It was logical to do so, but it had happened naturally and without thought. "I don't have any sisters. Or a girlfriend for that matter," she added, unashamed of her sexuality.