"Don't worry. Sandwiches, yes, children, no." Raven kept the hand on the top of her apron as she walked along, but after a few seconds (and the second, cheeky attempt to get a glimpse) she let the fabric slide from her fingers. This was so that she could rummage in her pocket; come to think of it, did she have her wallet on her? Ah, yes, there it was.
"I'm Raven Archer. My friend John calls me 'kid' sometimes, but please, please don't do that."