Vestia noticed Dust who was observing her too much. She shook her head as she turned away, and wore the cloak, covering her head once more. Vestia just couldn't help it-- she becomes extremely defensive when people begin to hurt her. Vestia knows she was being rude and mean, especially to her colleague, but... well, this was who she was. Vestia sighed deeply as she took out one of the coffee stained parchments, and tapped Dust's shoulder to get his attention.

"Sorry about that, Dusty. Well, I don't think we'll be meetin' again, but you're an interestin' feller. I hope you succeed. Keep the faith." Vestia smiled as she handed him the parchment which contained the advertisement and the contract as well. "Well, in case you're interested. See ya on the flip side, Dusty." the alchemist saluted the lad as she turned to Ash, and gave her the ever famous flipping finger. She then stuck out her tongue, as if trying to insult her. Vestia turned away as she dodged through the crowd, and came upon a lemonade stand. Vestia kneaded through her pockets, pulling nothing but lint. She finally found a silver piece in one of her pockets, and tossed it to the vendor. Vestia took the cool beverage instantly and when she was about to drink it, a raggedy child began pulling her cloak. 

"Oh come on, really?" Vestia mumbled as she rolled her eyes, and gave the lemonade to the child who took it quickly and ran away. "Yeah... they're all like that. Pricks." Vestia ran a hand through her locks as she began to search her pockets for silver. She found, perhaps the last one, a piece, and exchanged it for another lemonade which she drank hastily... another beggar might come.

From the corner of her eye, Vestia spotted a pretty lass (Thea), who looked tough and all. "Hey, you there! Lookin' for an apprenticeship?"