"10 Minutes... pull yourself together Leia... you can do it... hnnng!"

These thoughts crossed her mind 40 seconds ago and look where she already ended up. The deal was as simple as it could have been, all she had to do was to keep her Feet for 10 minutes in range of the end of the bench she was sitting on, not more and no less was expected from her to get that Story she seeked for. If only it wasnt for that very Object that caused her confusion and a baffled Expression the first time she seen it put on that table in front of her. As harmless as it looked laying on that rather hard surface as destructive did it proved itself against the silky soft Soles of hers. it wasnt a great focused pattern, the strokes didnt became much more harder or softer and if, than only thanks to her own flinching and flailing. It simply didnt matter if the Feather went against the Valley of her Arches or the Stems of her ten toes as each touch took a lot of her former confidence in this "childishly easy" task as she called it herself before. Another 20 seconds passed and the Sound of her hand slapping against that bench she sit on must had been heard through town like a rookie architect trying desperately to hit that one first nail on its head.

10 Minutes later that childishly easy "ordeal" was finally over, her whole body stretched over the bench and panting for air, happy for it to be over, happy that she did it and also happy that she had that Story for sure. when she looked at the Foot of the bench though there was no trace of the men left she looked so impatient on before. Only her Camera with its empty film case, the Blue Feather she didnt wanted to see anymore and a letter right under it for her to read where left behind. She picked the letter up and sat indian Style on the Bench, starting to read it.

"You succeeded in showing your confidence and for this you shold be rewarded, I took the Liberty to deliver the film with some Pictures and a Essay containing the Story directly to the local Newspaper printing Company, of course your name shall be on it"

And so it should had been as the next Day Leias shaking hands held the Newspapers as she looked on the Page 1 Article where it was written in big Letters with a Black and white Picture about the "Ticklish Reporter Commotion". If anything, this Article had brought Leia much more fame and attention than she could ever have hoped to obtain, maybe though also more than her tomato red and steaming head was able to handle...