The nearby kids were so busy picking over the goods and talking to one of the other servers that Amarie was able to grab Ricky's sleeve and pull him to one side without too many odd looks.
"You ..." she started. "Don't you - please, don't tell. It was an accident wasn't it. I haven't DONE anything with it. Just put it safe."
And the interest was rolling in. The financial adviser with the Wyrm software had organised all that for her.