"A pretzel and a lemonade, please," She gave the cart owner a little courtsey, which earned her a smile as he packed up the overlarge pretzels and handed them to her. She passed one to Dustfinger, and then took the lemonades.
"And an extra pretzel for my friend?" The cart owner gave her another pretzel and another smile, waving her off when she balanced the cups on her head to get out a wallet. "For the lady, no charge." She gave him a bow, somehow managing to keep the lemonades on her head as she did so.
Turning back to Dustfinger, she glanced up at her head. "One's yours. Would Gwin drink lemons?"