Mary pulled up to her stand in the market, a tight smile on her face. Obviously it was much more difficult to deal with people than with fruits, so her excitement this morning dimmed a bit at the thought of talking to people she barely knew. Though, if she got to know them then it wouldn't be as difficult. She started to unload the fruits, until the watermelons came into play. She bit her bottom lip, trying to figure out how to get them off her truck. It was the first time she sold watermelons, so this would take a while.