Disclaimer: yet again, I do not own the newsies. I only own what's not familiar.
The girls, around lunch, made their way to Tibby's. They had just guessed how to get there, and luckily, their luck hadn't quite run out. They pushed open the door, the little bell hanging above the door chiming as they entered.
As soon as they were in the restaurant, they faintly smelled food being cooked in the kitchen. All three were hungry, but neither had any idea if they had any money on them. Last time, in their own time, they had each had an average of ten dollars in their pockets.
So, anxious to get some food, they reached into their pockets. Pulling out the contents of their pockets, they laid them in the middle of the table. There, right in front of them, was thirty-seven dollars and fifty-nine cents, a paperclip, an eraser, and a piece of gum. Amanda took the gum and shoved it back into her pocket.
The girls collected the money and, taking a seat, waited for someone to come over. As they waited, they began to talk.
"Oh my God, today was so much fun," Danielle said, leaning slightly back in her seat.
Amanda smiled and ran her fingers through her hair. "Yeah, and the day isn't even done yet."
Renee frowned. "Guys, where're we gonna stay?"
The three frowned. "Great, so we're gonna havta sleep on the streets?" Amanda asked, apparently not much liking the idea.
However, before any of the girls could comment, someone turned around and interrupted. "You'se goils need a place to stay?" a male voice called to them.
They all looked at the guy. The immediately recognized him as Mush. Amanda smiled and tried her best to keep from screaming. "Yeah, you know of any place?" Danielle asked, her and Renee able to keep their voices the same.
"Well, so happens I do," he said, flashing one of his famous smiles.
"Well, could you tell us where?" Renee asked, her voice as normal as it usually was.
Mush turned around more to face them better. "I dunno, aint it kinda dangerous to let three pretty goils wander around the streets tryin' to find somethin' they don't knows about?" he asked, looking from one to the other.
Amanda smiled. "Well, you wanna show us then?" she asked, a bit surprised at how calm her voice was.
Mush nodded. "Sure, I'se headed that way anyways ta sell da evenin' papes."
And so, the girls officially had a guide for the rest of the day.
They finished eating, and as soon as Mush could, he showed them to the lodging house. The girls looked at it. It read "Bottle Alley Newsgirls' Lodging House." They smiled, and thanked Mush. Entering the wooden building, their eyes began to adjust to the darker lighting.
Hearing their arrival, a slightly older woman turned around. Her hair was a dark blonde and her eyes shone with a happiness that lit up the green. Her skin was slightly wrinkling, and she was a rather rotund woman. Still, she seemd friendly all the same. "May I help ya, girls?" she asked, her New York accent slightly less noticable than Mush's, Racetrack's, and Kid's had been.
Amanda took up her offer. "Actually, we're lookin' for a place to stay at. Do you have anything?"
The woman smiled. "O' course I do. We'se always got room here. Come, follow me."
Thus, having said her last words, she walked from behind the desk and up some stairs.
As the girls followed, they noticed that it resembled the Newsboys' Lodging House. All the same, they continued to follow her.
She lead them into a room where rows after rows of bunks were stacked. However, these bunks weren't as close together as the ones were in the newsboys'. The girls smiled. "Okay, well, if ya's be needin' anythin', I'll be downstairs. By the way, my name's Mrs. Jameston. "What're your names?"
Renee smiled. "I'm Ray, this is Anna, and this here's Elle."
"Oh, what lovely names! Well, like I said, I'll be downstairs. Make yourselves at home here."
The girls did as she told them too. They found, somehow, clothes in the dressers beside their bunks. They consisted of pants, shirts, vests, hats, ties, and socks. The girls smiled. This was going to be great.
The girls, around lunch, made their way to Tibby's. They had just guessed how to get there, and luckily, their luck hadn't quite run out. They pushed open the door, the little bell hanging above the door chiming as they entered.
As soon as they were in the restaurant, they faintly smelled food being cooked in the kitchen. All three were hungry, but neither had any idea if they had any money on them. Last time, in their own time, they had each had an average of ten dollars in their pockets.
So, anxious to get some food, they reached into their pockets. Pulling out the contents of their pockets, they laid them in the middle of the table. There, right in front of them, was thirty-seven dollars and fifty-nine cents, a paperclip, an eraser, and a piece of gum. Amanda took the gum and shoved it back into her pocket.
The girls collected the money and, taking a seat, waited for someone to come over. As they waited, they began to talk.
"Oh my God, today was so much fun," Danielle said, leaning slightly back in her seat.
Amanda smiled and ran her fingers through her hair. "Yeah, and the day isn't even done yet."
Renee frowned. "Guys, where're we gonna stay?"
The three frowned. "Great, so we're gonna havta sleep on the streets?" Amanda asked, apparently not much liking the idea.
However, before any of the girls could comment, someone turned around and interrupted. "You'se goils need a place to stay?" a male voice called to them.
They all looked at the guy. The immediately recognized him as Mush. Amanda smiled and tried her best to keep from screaming. "Yeah, you know of any place?" Danielle asked, her and Renee able to keep their voices the same.
"Well, so happens I do," he said, flashing one of his famous smiles.
"Well, could you tell us where?" Renee asked, her voice as normal as it usually was.
Mush turned around more to face them better. "I dunno, aint it kinda dangerous to let three pretty goils wander around the streets tryin' to find somethin' they don't knows about?" he asked, looking from one to the other.
Amanda smiled. "Well, you wanna show us then?" she asked, a bit surprised at how calm her voice was.
Mush nodded. "Sure, I'se headed that way anyways ta sell da evenin' papes."
And so, the girls officially had a guide for the rest of the day.
They finished eating, and as soon as Mush could, he showed them to the lodging house. The girls looked at it. It read "Bottle Alley Newsgirls' Lodging House." They smiled, and thanked Mush. Entering the wooden building, their eyes began to adjust to the darker lighting.
Hearing their arrival, a slightly older woman turned around. Her hair was a dark blonde and her eyes shone with a happiness that lit up the green. Her skin was slightly wrinkling, and she was a rather rotund woman. Still, she seemd friendly all the same. "May I help ya, girls?" she asked, her New York accent slightly less noticable than Mush's, Racetrack's, and Kid's had been.
Amanda took up her offer. "Actually, we're lookin' for a place to stay at. Do you have anything?"
The woman smiled. "O' course I do. We'se always got room here. Come, follow me."
Thus, having said her last words, she walked from behind the desk and up some stairs.
As the girls followed, they noticed that it resembled the Newsboys' Lodging House. All the same, they continued to follow her.
She lead them into a room where rows after rows of bunks were stacked. However, these bunks weren't as close together as the ones were in the newsboys'. The girls smiled. "Okay, well, if ya's be needin' anythin', I'll be downstairs. By the way, my name's Mrs. Jameston. "What're your names?"
Renee smiled. "I'm Ray, this is Anna, and this here's Elle."
"Oh, what lovely names! Well, like I said, I'll be downstairs. Make yourselves at home here."
The girls did as she told them too. They found, somehow, clothes in the dressers beside their bunks. They consisted of pants, shirts, vests, hats, ties, and socks. The girls smiled. This was going to be great.