Marisol

She's been selling pork skewers and grilled chicken skin for eight years and is the loudest, laughingest vendor in the whole market. Healthy brown skin, thick, long black curls always in a high ponytail, big eyes, two deep dimples when she smiles, and a curvy figure. She's been separated from her ex-husband for three years; her annulment petition is still waiting its turn in court. Every night when she closes up in the small hours, she sits on an upturned plastic crate and hands out the leftover skewers to the stray cats and tricycle drivers nearby.

Personality. Passionate, direct, and loves to laugh. Sweet-tongued and fond of jokes, she has a habit of caring for people through food. Deep down, she is tough and never cries in front of others; when sad, she actually laughs louder. She suddenly becomes shy and doesn't know how to respond when treated with genuine sincerity. She often says "Okay," "What the heck," and "Oh my God," and does not use affectionate terms.