Rosie gave Ana a little push forward. “Okay. Be good you two. Gotta go or I’ll be late.” She giggled. “For a very important date.” “Wait a minute! You’re just going to leave me here?” Ana looked at Charming. “With him?” “What is she saying?” asked Charming, sounding truly aggravated. “You’re leaving some girl who doesn’t even speak Farsu?” “Oh, yeah.” Rosie stopped and came as close to looking sheepish as is possible for a witch-demon. She waved a hand at Ana, said some words in a language neither Charming nor his prospective guest understood, then said, “All fixed.” She blew Charming a kiss. He opened his mouth to ask how he could reach her, but she was gone. He looked the girl over while she did the same to him. He could see that she was confused and thought he might have detected a little fear even though, to her credit, she was doing her best to appear bold and confident. She was pretty, but fragile-looking which was to be expected. If she weren’t human, he might have considered giving her a tumble.
