Who cares about if they'll like it or not if they buy enough to share out the rest? But now's the question of how to even begin to purchase it from a stall like this, laid out in boxes. Fudge and toffee sit in cube blocks, milk parfis, and bite-sized snacks coated well in icing sugar.
Tidus starts to figure out the pricing ("How much for bags of everything? How many do you sell?"), finds out what they're even put in and asks for a couple too. Not dissimilar from the bags given to them when they ask for the standard mixed sweets, and he hands them over to Inigo.
... Well, he's about to, until Tidus pays attention to the fact Inigo's still holding those flowers. So first, he'll put his hands on that and...poof! Good bye, flower pot!
Now, where were they. "Here, pick some for us. Pick what you like! I'll sort the money for the rest."
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Who cares about if they'll like it or not if they buy enough to share out the rest? But now's the question of how to even begin to purchase it from a stall like this, laid out in boxes. Fudge and toffee sit in cube blocks, milk parfis, and bite-sized snacks coated well in icing sugar.
Tidus starts to figure out the pricing ("How much for bags of everything? How many do you sell?"), finds out what they're even put in and asks for a couple too. Not dissimilar from the bags given to them when they ask for the standard mixed sweets, and he hands them over to Inigo.
... Well, he's about to, until Tidus pays attention to the fact Inigo's still holding those flowers. So first, he'll put his hands on that and...poof! Good bye, flower pot!
Now, where were they. "Here, pick some for us. Pick what you like! I'll sort the money for the rest."
Their snacks are in your hands, bro.