It all started, with an apple. When it ended, there was a bit more to it than that.
"Hey You, whaddaya think yer doin?"
Azhure took in the fruit seller’s wide girth, his oily hair, and his enraged expression coolly. Than, between mouthfuls, she replied, "I sir, am eating your apple."
A large hand crashed down onto the counter, "Zactly! I hope you'll be payin me righ away missy!"
Azhure smiled at him, and pushed herself onto his counter, right next to the oranges. One leg crossed over the other, lifting her white skirt a little too high, she said, "Are you sure you want me to?"
"You bi-"
She took another large bite of the apple and reached out for an orange, her silver earrings jangling crazily, her sister used to tell her that with all that metal in her ears, she must weigh at least another ten pounds. There weren’t THAT many earrings, but Azhure could always dream. As she peeled the skin off of the orange, she said, "But why, in the world, would you want such silly things as coins?"
A small crowd had begun to gather, snickering behind their hands as she offered one of the smaller children a slice of her trophy.
"You can't just come over here and-"
"Ah," said Azhure, "I see your problem. It isn't that you want me to pay you! It's that you want me to leave!" She ran a hand over her short frizz of black hair, recently shaved. Her dark blue, almost black, eyes swiveled towards a pile of bananas. She peeled one and popped a piece into her mouth.
"Why you little!"
"Little, sir, I am not." She winked at him, she was at least three inches taller than him. "And I will not leave, there's nothing you can do about it."
The crowd began to laugh uproariously.
The fruit seller saw his reputation dwindling away. "Get away! Go on! Now!"
Azhure sighed, loaded a few more fruits into her arms, and said, "But-"
"NOW!!!!"
Smiling, she stood up and walked down the road, with a full stomach and some 50 gold worth of fruit loaded into her arms.
In case you didn't notice, she paid absolutely nothing. People these days are so kind, she thought. Azhure turned into an alleyway...and laughed.