031- [action] Cool, cool lemonade...

[friendly_ghosts]

[So, Mindy is trying to save up money for something. But when You're seven, there's not too many options. So here you go, Mayfield. A good old fashioned lemonade stand. She's set up a small table with a pitcher of lemonade and glasses and even made a sign. One glass is 15 cents. There is also a tip jar. And anyone who passes by her house will be

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[aliensinyour]

Lemonade, huh? I'll take up your offer.

[friendly_ghosts]

Thanks, Mister!

[Have a glass of lemonade. Now that her need for sugar has been pointed out, she's overcompensated. Enjoy a very sweet glass of lemonade.]

That'll be fifteen cents.

[aliensinyour]

[Shall be handing it to her.] Here you go. Thanks.

[And he'll be taking a sip o' this, doo dee do.]

[friendly_ghosts]

What do you think, Mister? Is it good?

[strike_you_out]

[It's that little girl who's friends with Pokey. Slugger finds himself gravitating toward the lemonade stand until he rolls to a stop in front of it. He isn't sure why he's been drawn here, but it might have something to do with Pokey being droned again.]

...

Hey.

[friendly_ghosts]

[Oh, hey. It's Pokey's friend.]

Hi...

Did you want some lemonade?

[strike_you_out]

[He shrugs, noticing the very colorful handmade sign.]

Okay.

[friendly_ghosts]

[She'll pour him a glass.]

Um.....you know.... I know you're Pokey's friend, but I still don't know your name...

[likes2havesex]

[Panty just eyes your wares...scrutinizing them]

No.

[friendly_ghosts]

Awww, why not?

[likes2havesex]

I hate sweets.

[your puppy eyes won't work on me little girl]

[friendly_ghosts]

Oh....

I could make you some diet lemonade then. That doesn't have any sugar in it at all.

[thirdeyeclosed]

[There is a girl not much older than Mindy staring at the lemonade stand with all three of her eyes. Yes, three: the strange, softball-sized eye hanging over her heart is staring at Mindy too. It's probably a little unsettling (and the fact that it lets her read minds and listen to people's thoughts will probably cement that feeling).]

What are you doing?

[friendly_ghosts]

[Mindy is currently wondering whether it really is an eye, or just weird jewelry. But, if it can sense other minds nearby, there is a ghost watching.]

Umm, I'm selling lemonade. To raise money.

[thirdeyeclosed]

[If the ghost has any thoughts, yep, Koishi will definitely notice it. But she's used to it, so she doesn't feel the need to comment on it!]

Whatcha raising money for?

[friendly_ghosts]

[The only thoughts he's having right now are 'That little girl is some kinda freak. What is that thing, an eye?' and 'I'm gonna kill Pemberton for leavin' me alone ta babysit...' Yeah, mostly he's just bored. And rude. Mindy, however, smiles brightly.]

I'm going to save up and buy myself a kitten. I don't get a very big allowance though, so I thought maybe I could make money this way.

[derp_detective]

Huh? What's this? Lemonade, huh? That sure brings me back.

[Gumshoe looks over the stand being run by the small girl and fishes around his pocket for some loose change and hands it over.]

I'll take a glass then.

[friendly_ghosts]

Okay! Thanks, mister!

[She pours him a nice big glass of lemonade with entirely too much sugar in it. Enjoy.]

[derp_detective]

No problem, and thanks for the drink!

[Gumshoe chugs the thing in one gulp. And pauses with his head back in the drink pose as he handles the sickeningly sweet thing he just tasted. Oh man, his teeth feel like they're vibrating... Okay, calm down, he's eaten worse, no reason to let this spoil the little girls day over something that's just too sweet. So when he sets the cup down, he's all smiles. A bit of a tear in his eye and maybe a strained smile, but still a smile.]

That's some lemonade you made there! Um, how are sales going today?