Alicia nodded knowingly. "Smart move. Let them come to you. Let them come to you."
"Oh, I suppose I could find someone to sweet-talk into watering them," she smirked. "How often would they need watered? A few times a week?"
"It was, but it's nothing compared to this," Alicia shrugged, lifting the edge of her shirt so Mandy could see the large, nasty-looking bruise on her side. "Got that from a Beater's bat. Stupid bloke was on the opposing team. Said he 'missed'. A likely story. He gave me a couple of broken ribs with that swing."