Sunset Valley Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn

She had picked up a few things from Tierra during their time together. One of the things was that men were gullible when you put on a cute face and acted nice to them. That was mostly how they'd gotten by, after all. It was certainly how Diantha had gotten by since she'd lost sight of Tierra. Maybe she should have been sad, but it wasn't like the two of them had pinky-promised to be together forever. If they ran into one another again, that would be fine, but Diantha didn't feel like they owed each other anything. Diantha didn't owe anybody.

Lo' and behold, there was her mark. Mimicking what she'd seen Tierra do a hundred times, Diantha straightened her posture and pouted her lips ever-so-slightly. Excuse me, sir? Sir, could you help me catch something to eat?