Spare Change, Sir? [North|Blitz]

I started out of the house with my new clothes on. An short little light blue dress that reached my knees and my hair down in a wavy curl, just like how the waves are. The sun shines brillaintly on my skin, I feel the soft warm on my skin, I take in a deep breath and head on my way.

The mock reapings were still happening and people took this chance to beg. I never liked begger, I mean can't they just get and work? my sheepskin boots took step after step until I found myself close to a small girl, a begger. She was crying! I know I hate beggers but I hate to see small children cry. My motherly side of my heart kicked in and I dug into my pink purse, I looked around for spare change and found lots.

I walked over to the girl and bend down beside her, I handed the spare change to her with a small smile, I then turned my face into my career face with no emotion.

"What are you doing on the streets? Do you have a mother?"

The small girl stood up, her legs shaking at an face pace. Her head leaned up to look me in the face. She did her best attempt to smile but failed.
"Umm.. W-Well... I do, b-but this is how we g-get our money."
Of course her mother is to lazy to work, why would she send her cute little kid out anyway? Thats horrible, the mom should be out here helping. Well I guess I will do my good deed of the day and take her out to get some food. I mean she cant just sit here on a street corner, thats gross. It would interfere with my shopping but thats fine for now I always have tomorrow.
"Im Cynthia Well, if you did not know. And I would like you to come with me to get something to eat." I said with a trying grin on my face.

The little black girl smiled at me and asked me to take to lead. I gracefully turned around and waved for her to follow me. Now where should I take her? I can't take her to high end cafe I usually go to, people would wonder why I brought a beggar! Maybe I can take her to that small bakery?

I head off towards the bakery, dodging the random men that come flying around; betting on the mock reaping. The bakery was not that full as I expected it to be, I have not been in here for a while. I twirled my hair and walked in the door. The smell of fresh bread instantly ran through my nose. Displays filled with cakes and other delicious goodies were laid off in different areas.

I saunter over to the nearest display table and eye a piece of bread with butter on the side, I take a tasting spoon and dip it in the butter; mmhh garlic butter. I probe my fingers around for a small testing slice of bread and grab a white one. I spread the butter on the soft bread and poke it into my mouth. This is the one I am going to get for lunch Remembering the little girl behind me I turn around, finishing off the bread in my mouth quickly.

"Just pick out as much or anything you want,"