“What, it can easily knock someone out, then you just bash them. Over and over again. Surely you could do that if you don’t want to look suspicious?”
“Ah! No… Ke-Keep it! I’mm sorry!” Abigail pushes the coin back to the lady.
She quickly rushes to the fruits, picks them up and rushes to the milk store.
As she picks up the apple beneath Annebelle, she looks up at her face. “I’m so sorry!” _She runs into the drinks stall. @SadSnake
Sheriff: “Ya know, this guy is a real comedian. Keep him here for a while. We can talk seriously later”
A:“Hey, come back, it’s alright!” Annebelle ran through the crowd towards the drinks stall as well, grea pushing and shoving her way back to them with a sigh. G:“God dammit Anna, can we just go to the town hall to ask for a spot to set up our shop…?”
Drevis nods.
“I will accompany you for your trip.”
They go to town.
The carriage goes smoothly even against the uneven road.
(Now to somehow get involved in the shenanigans)
Nycolas: “Wait really?”
Sheriff: “Nah just joking, get out and let someone actually serious speak”
Lucy is surprised to see someone there.
L: O-Oh , master! I didn’t expect you to be here!
She curtsies
L: What calls?
“What an odd person.” Her demeanor seems very different “Anyways who are you? I’m Kathrine”
M: Duty does, unfortunately.
Sheriff: “Well, the weird thing happened just then. The Prince who we usually never see just came out and told us all about some frying pan murder case. We all laughed because of how stupid of an idea that is”
Annebelle went to her, starting to harass her by blabbering about apogologies and a discount for when she’d set up her shop. Grea turned over to Katherine. “I’m Grea.”
M: I don’t know how to tell you this, but…
G":Hmph." She turned around, denying the handshake. “I need to drag Annebelle to the town hall before she starts more truble.” She walked towards the drinks stand as well.