fable of the mermaid.

       She could only agree with Hallie; Sabine had learned the tricks of the job with time, and the newer mermaids would eventually do the same. It was almost like a cycle. 

      ❝ Well, that’s comforting to hear. Maybe next time I’ll try to pay attention. ❞

        She rose from her place when drinks where mentioned by Thatcher. Sabine made sure to wave goodbye and wink mischievously at her client -- to make sure he would come back.

        Sabine flinched at the sight of blood. ❝ Is it yours or someone else’s? ❞

           Sabine confessed to Hallie. ❝ At least he was cute, so I could look at his face instead of listening to him. Am I correct? Or, have my standards been lowered by my occupation? ❞

         Sabine gave him a nudge, and she took the opportunity to do what she had planned. Her shift was about to be over. It was a matter of seconds. ❝ Do I look alright to you? ❞

Sabine tried not to laugh while performing her manoeuvre.

“So they’re fighting over the scraps of the place.”

         ❝ That’s what it seems. ❞

          ❝ Monique never left anyone in charge of the place, you know... ❞

           Sabine tried to amend her words, believing it was better to change its original meaning. Did Sadie care about what was going on back at The Lagoon? ❝ It must be that we, Mermaids, have the upper hand in the business. ❞

           she simply nodded. Things had changed in the Lagoon and the Grotto without Monique, but she was sure Sadie knew more about it. ❝ Competitive, we could say. ❞

                 Somehow, Sabine found it difficult to approach Sadie -- the past events were what stopped her from being completely open. ❝ Good to know, huh? How have you been? ❞

❝ Sadie, ❞                   Sabine’s first expression was the other girl’s name, as soon as she recognized her face. She saw the opportunity to exchange a few words when she didn’t see her moving.