Busking

So, today I went busking with my saxophone ensemble in Fremantle, Western Australia. We're pretty decent; we have an amazing teacher, and everyone can hold their own.
I play tenor sax, the other girl (a friend of mine) plays baritone, and two boys play alto and soprano.

It's incredibly amusing to watch people that wouldn't normally look twice at a quartet of buskers do double takes at my friend-the-baritone-player, simply because she's typically European, with long and flowing blonde hair, red jeans, Converse shoes, curves and a red flower in her hair. I'll admit, she's gorgeous, but surely there's no need to make it that obvious that you're checking her out?

Especially when they put a $5 note in our case, and then proceed to stand next to her and pretend to be following the music over her shoulder, as she - all the while - cringes closer to me in the hope that they'll get the message and leave her alone.

For some reason, I was under the impression that Perth's society was less shallow than this, and also less willing to part with their money - especially for a pretty girl who's unlikely to want anything to do with them.
Was I mistaken in assuming that most people would jump to conclusions, and assume that the two boys and myself and my friend would be dating? Both the boys are older than us, and relatively good-looking, as are we.

Don't doubt that I'm insanely grateful for my friend's ability to... increase our earning capacity beyond what it would normally have been, I just find that I'm slightly insulted on her behalf. Also slightly insulted in my own right, too, as I'm a girl as well, and would've hoped that I would have had at least one admirer, as she had at least six over the course of the one hour period.

All in all, it was a good day, and we made quite a bit of money, which will go towards our collective music tour funds, as the saxophone ensemble is performing on tour i.e. France, England, Budapest.
As you can imagine, we are all very excited :)