Emmah's old shop had been transformed thanks to some silver which had been given to her by her grandfather. It was now a pizza shop and as early as eleven in the morning, people were lined up outside, waiting to taste the wonderful smelling delicacy whose aroma was flooding the entire street.
It was not just the smell that had attracted attention, the music and dancing had drawn in a crowd. Emmah had employed a group of six beautiful young women, dressed them up in bright red dresses with antlers on their heads and put them outside her store to dance to vibrant music.
The dresses came up to the women's ankles and they were dancing modern dance moves, swaying their waists, twirling in a way that was unfamiliar to Eldorian's.
Some people had come for the beautiful dancing women and others had come for the pizza.
Many were recording, they were quite sure that the short dresses of the dancers could kick off a storm of fury in the empire.
