Aya's bright blues grew wide, a look of astonishment and a brief flash of concern, "... I daresay her Grace would even be jealous of your house."
She blinked for a moment, "You don't really think..." she paused, a little doubt in her expression, "nooooo..." the doubt soon replaced with a grin, as she leaned a bit closer. "Ser Crofte.. you didn't just... make a joke, did you?" She let out a giggle, at the hint of bashfulness in the Paladin's reaction, while following her through the store.
As Coatleque pulled out the "not-welcome" mat, showing it to Aya, she clapped her hands together excitedly, "Do you think it would work?"
She began to laugh again, before the sound of bartering just down the street broke through the relative quiet, a customer engaging energetically with another rug merchant. Aya shook her head, resting her hands on her hips, before miming the angry customer, as if she had heard it all before, motioning dramatically with her hands while mouthing the words "My mother, Gods bless her soul, had the very same rug, and could not have paid more than a dozen tin pieces for the privilege."
Aya raised up her shoulders, before dropping them in a playful huff, as the merchant praised the quality, and material of his product. "But just this past week I saw a rug of the same pattern and weave go for well less than half of what you're asking..."
She broke into a sudden giggle, grinning at Coatleque, before motioning with her hands, "Now find me one of those that says, 'Handsome Men Only'!"
She blinked for a moment, "You don't really think..." she paused, a little doubt in her expression, "nooooo..." the doubt soon replaced with a grin, as she leaned a bit closer. "Ser Crofte.. you didn't just... make a joke, did you?" She let out a giggle, at the hint of bashfulness in the Paladin's reaction, while following her through the store.
As Coatleque pulled out the "not-welcome" mat, showing it to Aya, she clapped her hands together excitedly, "Do you think it would work?"
She began to laugh again, before the sound of bartering just down the street broke through the relative quiet, a customer engaging energetically with another rug merchant. Aya shook her head, resting her hands on her hips, before miming the angry customer, as if she had heard it all before, motioning dramatically with her hands while mouthing the words "My mother, Gods bless her soul, had the very same rug, and could not have paid more than a dozen tin pieces for the privilege."
Aya raised up her shoulders, before dropping them in a playful huff, as the merchant praised the quality, and material of his product. "But just this past week I saw a rug of the same pattern and weave go for well less than half of what you're asking..."
She broke into a sudden giggle, grinning at Coatleque, before motioning with her hands, "Now find me one of those that says, 'Handsome Men Only'!"
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