"So can I!" She lied. Truth was she set her budget for 150, but she didn't have that on her. It probably was best to drop out.
"140," she shouted, her last bid. Well why did she need another hand anyways? She had it under control and an apprentice would just mess things up. Bah! Let the noble have him, though she could tell his daughter had eyes for him, (which was no surprise.) His problem now