Anne grinned. She didn't want to believe in putting too much faith in Seers, but unlike a muggle woman, she knew that they could be real. And someone who made money off of this kind of stuff just couldn't be fake, right? "Well, I was wondering if you could tell me about my future. Like my future husband..." the nineteen year old got a dreamy look in her eye as she imagined living in a pleasant house.

And the woman was so mysterious! It was so awesome to Anne that anyone could have that level of mystery about them and not care about their reputation. Anne wanted nothing more than her family history, notably her aunt's, to disappear or become unknown to the public.

"Oh, do I have to pay?" Came as an afterthought to Anne. She did have some money, yes, but not much. At least, not with her at the moment. She usually only bought lunch. But she would gladly give up lunch if this fortune teller could tell her what to do in order to meet her future husband.