Isabelle

The Haggle Man

The town square seemed festive, with every bake stand decorated to catch people's attention and the music which made people tapped their feet. People from far and wide knew about the famous bake fair that occurs every year, some weren't aware of the event happening every year, they were only drawn by the festivities they saw happening in the town.

Aside from the merry people, the musical band and dancing, the air Isabelle inhaled was a combination of many baked pastries and the best part about it was that they would be trying out every single one of those pastries as promised by Jia who seemed to be enjoying today more than everyone else. Every bake stand in the town square had a little crowd formed around it, with people showing their interest, even the music stand where the band was playing had some audience.

A poorly decorated stand in the corner caught Isabelle's eyes, it had no attention which the other stands got. Its owner didn't look as festive as the rest of the people in town making Isabelle wonder why. Her curiosity led to her approaching Jia.

"Jia? Why is that bake stand not getting the same attention as the rest?"

"Stop pointing will you!" Jia swatted her hands and Isabelle held it close to her chest glaring at Jia.

"She will know you are talking about her." Jia said in a hushed tone.

"So then you know her."

"I attend the bake fair every year. That's Mira and the reason people are not as excited to go over to her stand is because she has the most horribly baked pastries any one has ever tasted. Believe me when I say horrible." Jia commented scanning the environment for his usual go to stand, he hadn't seen the owner since he stepped into the town square.

Unbeknownst to Jia, the man had to set up his stand elsewhere so as not to deal with Jia this year.

"That was harsh. But then why does she still have a bake stand every year if she is as horrible as you say she is?"

"I guess some people don't know when to stop and frankly the town is tired of giving her chances."

"Give her another ch ....

"Pass." Jia cut her off and walked up to a bake stand that caught his attention. He pulled out a small bag of coin. The owner of the stand recognizing him gasped because Jia had seen him, he was slightly irritated when he saw the smile of Jia's face and immediately pulled out a board that stated 'No haggling allowed'.

He couldn't push Jia away because he was the highest paying customer every year, the others just held out peanuts.

As Jia got the pastries he wanted with his haggling skills that wasn't allowed but the owner eventually gave in, Isabelle caught his eye and without using his powers he knew what was on her mind. He took out a few coins from his coin bag and walked up to Isabelle.

"Here, go get yourself a burnt pastry." He held out the coins.Isabelle's eyes lit up and he could've sworn he saw sparks in them."How did you..." She paused and collected the coins making her way to the poorly decorated stand.