"Alright," Amanda nodded helplessly. "Please follow me; I will conduct the Spirit Communication Ritual for you."
Seeing her finally relent, Lance relaxed a bit. He sighed, looking at Amanda, and said, "Knowing it would come to this, why the initial fuss?"
Amanda couldn't understand this phrase, but she could sense the teasing in his tone.
Lance was led into her trailer. It was essentially the same type of vehicle as Tamara's, with a comparable amount of space.
The difference was that Tamara's trailer was like a winter squirrel's nest. It was filled with various collectibles she had gathered and more practical living supplies. Though somewhat chaotic, it emphasized practicality.
Amanda's trailer, on the other hand, felt more like a room filled with exotic Romani charm. Decorations took up most of the space, leaving no room for stocked supplies. A large, thick carpet was spread on the floor, and a pleasant scent filled the air.
