Jo guessed that a red-headed Greek wasn't so strange compared to her own experiences in the carnival. Who knows, maybe the guy had his own strange background just like she did.
The charm dangled for a couple of more moments when the corners of Jo's mouth threatened to twitch into a similar smile, finally making up its mind to curve into a smirk.
"See, only a crazy gabrias would worry 'bout his shoes." She raised her foot to indicate that all was well, there was no shoe-deficit to be worried about. "Got mine own, thanks."
"Though he might have to worry about random chivas asking him just how the hell he makes things like these and just give them away."
It was her own way of opening an opportunity to payback for everything up to this point and her own curiosity peeking through, ever since he had mentioned his own trade, and now the intricate piece held in her hand.