"Ah. So you've seen it, I take it?"
After the initial jingle of bells came the quick descent of a player down to the floor of the Cintamani. NIGHT eyed the alchemist with indignation, but raised her hands out to reach for the Dragon's Breaths nonetheless.
Bistro raised a brow in caution as she'd looked over her trade window, letting the col exchange go through. "You could at least say a word. How was your trip around the festival?"
The customer wordlessly summoned a bottle of respite from her inventory before chugging it down. When she'd been satiated, she started out the door.
