Ellie scooted herself back from the edge of the wharf and stood up, dusting herself off. "Yer hair? Yes. just like that." Ellie responded to Anne's own idea of tucking a lock behind her. The young maid smoothed her friend's frock, dusting off the tiny flecks left over from their sugary treat. "There." Ellie took a step back to admire her handiwork. "Look out lads, Anne Ward's on the town!" Ellie giggled.