AN: btw I'm not going to put 'she said' to anything because she is talking to herself.
Mrs. Lovett was having a normal day in her pie shop, well if you count normal as having no customers at all. It had been like this for a while now. People occasionally come in, notice the lack of other people, carefully order one pie (as to see if they were as bad as the people around told them), take one bite, and leave without paying. "They're probably telling all of there friends right now," scoffed Mrs. Lovett to herself. She had been doing that a lot lately, talking to herself. "Probably because of the lack of people to talk to," she said. She sighed inwardly, you did it again, Nellie, you need to find more customers to talk to, or otherwise you'll end up in the loony bin like Mrs. Barker.
She resisted rolling her eyes to nothing in particular. The woman had tried to poison herself, and who was Mrs. Lovett to deny her the right to control her own life. "Just face it, Nellie, you wanted her dead as well," now that was going into dangerous territory. Lucy Barker was the only thing keeping her from Benny. "You love him as well as her and maybe more." Mr. Barker, that was the subject that kept her through the day, she loved him, a lot. "But he's not coming back, Nellie, they sentenced him for life"
She growled in frustration, she was talking to herself again. "Now Nellie you just need to figure out how to get more customers in the shop." Well for one thing she could just make better pies. "How do I make my pies better?"
She thought about it while she cleaned up the dust on some of the tables. "It's not like I'm Mrs. Moony and can get customers whenever I want." She then thought of a brilliant idea. "She gets her meat from pussycats and customers love them, why shouldn't do that?" The one thing that Mrs. Lovett didn't know was how much trouble one little pussycat could be.
