[center][color=EEE8AA][h2]Matilda Armstrong[/h2][/color][/center]

[i]Is there anything that isn't excessively indulgent?[/i] Matilda thought bitterly as she mingled among the riff-raff and out-of-state tourists. Being in a place such as this amusement park, she hoped she could purchase a snack or even a meal but given her high-class grooming, the food looked unappetizing. The items for sale were something out of a cartoon. She underestimated her American culture's affinity for deep-fried foodstuffs. Some of the combinations made her stomach shrink rather than growl in hunger. Surely, there has to be at least one stand to offer something normal? Matilda was willing to pay the vender solid gold for a nice salad or soup. Spotting a popcorn stand, the brunette decided that it would have to compensate. 

Upon closer arrival, she noticed the sign dictating the owner's absence except the stand itself was not idle. Someone was already present. A returning crew member perhaps? 

"Excuse me...sir?" Matilda called out, softly approaching the popcorn stand to get a better look at the person. "Are you still...open?" Only then upon closer inspection did she just realizes it was a robbery. She gulped. He might be armed given the number of layers he wore. Being unarmed herself, she pondered how to diffuse the situation. 

"You shouldn't rob them," she said, standing firm though anxiously in her steps, "If you need money, then...follow me. I can lend you money to buy food or toys here. Just not out in the open." To prove her point, Matilda snapped her fingers and, like a magician pulling quarters out of ears, a $100 bill appeared between her index and middle finger. "Come and get it." 

With a huff, she turned and walked away towards a place rather secluded, hidden by trees and the shadow of a building.