This next weyr is smaller then others, but not much. 
It is dustly and full of shadows, yet it seems as if one has tried hard to get it even this neat.  You sneeze from the dust and notice the occupent turn.
"Oh!," she says, "A visitor!  I'm Flessia. I'm well, a candidate at South Seas Weyr. I don't think I'll Impress, what dragon'd chose a clumsey girl like me?"
she kicks rebelliosley at a stone and watches it hop along the floor.
  It hits a bucket of soapy water which splashes everywhere.
  You have to jump back to save yourself.
  "Oh no!"  Flessia hits herself, "See what I mean?"
She sighs and her warm brown eyes beg for pity. 
"At least you can spread more around and let it dry so your floors clean," you say.
  Flessia shrugs, "I guess so.  I'm no good at anything.  I can't even make a  decent bubbly pie. Yet my Mum's a headwoman at a Weyr."
Flessia sighs again, and graps a mop. 
She wets the whole floor leaving only a tiny patch near the door which you are both standing on. 
Flessia moans, "I guess you'll have to go."
You nod and go quickly.

*Catch a flight to South Seas Weyr
*Meet Flessia's sister Lydia