While readings could and often were possible, she didn't find them private. In a way, the cards, the leaves, they were her worship and she had no hesitation in doing in front of other people, even strangers. Lavender shrugged and set her own cards down, not bothered by the fact that Bianca preferred to use her own set. She supposed they could be like a wand in that way.
Lavender was about to object to her picking the pile because she knew she didn't have the sort of focus needed to give a clear meaning. However, if she wanted a blind reading she would give her than and then Lavender was going to get the reading she wanted.
Still, she wasn't going to just ruin this from the start. She would give it a try. Focusing in on the nightmares that weren't and the woman with the red hair she looked over the three piles for a moment. "That one," she said pointing to the card on her left.