Read the scenario below this box and type out inside of this box how your character might respond. Your response must be at least four sentences long and include at least one action and at least one piece of dialogue surrounded by quotes.
Cordelle stared at the man, stunned. What was he wearing? Why was it so noisy? There were too many people bustling about. She managed a forced smile, and gave her best attempt at the human language he spoke.
"... Food?"
She cringed. She mimed biting into a loaf of bread and apologetically showed him her used, well-worn, slightly floppy gardening hat containing her last few coins. It was his turn to look stunned, as he tried to make sense of her actions.
"Well, child, I daresay those coins won't be getting you anywhere in this city. I've never seen their kind before. My apologies, unfortunately. Best of luck, though!"
Seeing as how he wouldn't be of any further help to her, Cordelle waited until he briefly looked away, and quickly slipped into the crowd, successfully avoiding another tragic bout of failed conversation with the strange man.
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