Show Room Sales

While looking for British pounds to even things up stunning Mosa felt the earth shake preparing for the evening show. Unlike the Mistral blowing its chilly reception putting individuals out of the money and taking visibility away there was a winning upside after the rattling scared the performer.

Taking her magic talent inland to a remote place hoping to see another gold rush like the history books cited Mosa needed answers to dealing with this small quake that challenged her social security. Upon arrival window shopping ended priority number one starting at Lithgow’s Furniture and Bedding prices.

“This is all so romantic,” Mosa’s true beauty resonated on the floor and lying on the mattress for sale. Noticing a guy prowl around the marketable furnishings using his Akela’s charm Mosa wondered if he was out of the money.

Suddenly out of her mouth came the question, “Are you looking for something to buy?”

“I am looking for props for my show, my stage name is Valley Prince,” he replied, “my show is favorite around town.”

“You have a show?” Mosa went back into her business mode.

“What do you have on your maiden plate?” The Valley Prince asked.

“Nothing but time,” She showed an interest.

“So, when can you come and be a prop in my show?”

Feeling like luck was changing Mosa smiled, “Choosday night is a winner,”

“What day?” the royal needed clarification.

“Tuesday.”

“Then Tuesday, it will be,” the Prince stood still when Mosa placed a playful cheeky nugget, “well thank you.”

As the two separated Mosa collected her riches and was sure that there was not anybody panhandling the fool's variety, and this find would be the start to a positive product placement.