Silence filled the crowded street. Engulfed in worry, her grip tightened on the lamppost. warm moisture ran quickly to her fingertips, soaking the pole and loosening her grip.
Reaching for a dry area, again she placed her hand down carefully, like placing a baby back in its crib; hoping she would be successful.
What's going on? She wondered.
Through a swarm of frantically swaying heads a blue light flickered. A rustling noise escaped the grey box. Desperate for a closer look, she rose to her tiptoes, feeling like and resembling a ballerina.
Still hiding from view, a voice exploded from the screen. Bodies surged forward, closing in on the mysterious box.
"Hello? Hello? Can you hear me?" A blonde-haired woman appeared on the screen. Her face held a stern expression with a hint of worry. She looked powerful, intelligent and beautiful, like a leader. Although when it came to technology, she was extremely old-fashioned. "Where do I press? Here?" Saying completing confused.
"No miss, let me." A young man filled the screen. Dressed smart in a suit. He looked intelligent also, but in a slightly different way to the woman. The sound of fingers tapping and sliding across the board told the woman, who looked at his with intense curiosity, and the crowd that he had fixed the problem and was clearly talented with technology.
The woman looked at him as he stood next to her glaring at the ground, acting like her servant. A slight smirk broke out across her face, like a war between gracious and discourteous.
Finally, looking certain, the woman raised her chin and began to speak.
