Mary
*René was in her bakery, rolling some fresh dough in the kitchen. She was very passionate about making bread, and felt that it was both a satisfying workout, and a steady job. Everyone René knew liked bread, it was a food staple. The drow elf's arm muscles flexed as she pounded the dough with fierce intensity. This was her favourite part of the job- but the most satisfying was definitely smelling the fresh bread straight out of the oven.*

*René heard the jingle of the bell at the door, indicating a customer. She looked up from her dough.* "I'll be right there!" *She picked up a damp cloth and laid it over her dough, dusting her hands off before strolling to the counter.* "How can I help you?"
Rose
*Inside, a man walked. The four arms of the Qua seemed intently focused on the opening of a small silk pouch, where his coins most likely were held. His eyes had shot up to look at the venue, admiring the dough that had been kneaded and the breads displayed in the store's many counters.* "I have heard that this bakery was quite good. I am only stopping by, yet it would be interesting to try some of the wares if they are truly to be desired." *He walked across the edge of the counter, one arm dragging across the edge until he stopped at a particular loaf, that shone with the craftmanship René had exuded.* "That one, please."
Mary
*The elf gave a small hint of surprise at the customer's appearance. It was pretty rare to see a Qua around here, much less in her shop. But René wasn't one to judge by appearances, and nodded.* "Of course." *The elf knelt down, picking the bread loaf up and laying it upon a paper sheet. It was a light golden brown, and the top was dusted with flour.* "That will be 6 copper, please." *If one watched René throughout the entire transaction, they would note she never smiled once. If you were only just meeting the elf, then you would know this wasn't because of the customer- René rarely smiled, for any reason. If asked, her usual response was often some convoluted reason, or, if you had asked impolitely, something snarky. But the real reason René never smiled, well... Only she knew that.*
Rose
"Perfect. Before I do buy this, I would like to ask you, have you tried dusting bread such as this with cinnamon? This does not look too dissimilar to the brads I have had in Silnaria, yet I've had the fortune of using such spice in the dish." *Enkada began to observe the luster of the loaf, and it was clear that he was pleased with the quality.* "Of course, I am not at all trying to discredit the work you have done here, I was just curious if you have attempted such?" *While the tips were genuine, Enkada was merely trying to lighten the mood with some small talk. She looked rather tired to Enkada, yet she did not look to be of negative energy, which had surprised Enkada since the first time he entered Lymia. He sorted into his pouch, carefully taking out the 6 copper demanded of him.* "Is this enough?" *He asked, holding the coins for René to see.*
Mary
*René nodded.* "Of course, I make plenty of pastries. However, at the moment I'm fresh out... Tell you what, if you come back tomorrow, I'll be sure to set aside some cinnamon loaf for you." *The elf was charmed by the Qua fellow- he was really quite talkative. "He must really be looking forward to something," René thought.* "Of course." *The elf picked up the coins from the customer's hand, the copper making a soft 'clink' noise as she dropped it in a pouch in her apron. She looked back up at the Qua fellow.* "Will that be all?"
Rose
*Enkada was surprised, he wasn't at all used to the treatment he was receiving. He knew why and always had, it was the coin that made one malicious, and years of talking to the wealthy have made it surprising for him to be treated with an ounce of respect from a stranger such as René.* "I think so, yes, I should be staying here for a couple more days, so I do hope you don't mind making the loaf you mentioned. There is one thing I would like to ask you. If you do, and I don't mind if you don't, do you know of any good wineries? I am expecting someone quite important, and I don't believe I would appease them with the bottles I currently have." *His tone had clearly shifted from the optimistic man that René had impressioned when Enkada spoke of this man. Enkada knew him well, yet it was clear in his voice that he did not wish to, and it was clear to him why.* "Who knew a single robe could bring so much discomfort?" He thought.
Mary
"Great. I'll have it fresh and ready right from opening time, so you can come by anytime tomorrow to pick it up." *The question got René thinking. She wasn't an alcohol drinker, herself. She knew enough of the stuff could destroy your liver, and René wasn't willing to take that chance. But, that didn't mean she didn't know of alcohol. She often made home/business deliveries, and got to meet all sorts of interesting people.* "I do, actually. It's called the Rohs Winery, it's just southwest of here. If you'd like, I could write down some directions." *René often found herself doing little favours like this for customers. It's not like her store was always crowded, and there wasn't anybody else waiting in line, so she didn't see why not.* "I've heard they have some of the best wine in Lymia there."
Rose
"Rohs Winery, you say? They do sound local, I haven't heard anything of the sort. That sounds quality, though. I hope it isn't too expensive, I can barely manage this visit already." *Despite Enkada's rather lavish lifestyle, it wasn't easy for him to truly commit to such. Yet, it was a life he enjoyed, and the Qua did not want to change it.* "I don't want to discomfort you any more than I have already done, however. I would rather you take this time for your own means. I do not mind looking for it. Wineries tend to have a certain style of architecture in these parts, I've noticed. Darker woods, sharper roofs, and the faint smell that could be told from miles away." *Enkada found himself trailing off into thought. When he realized this Enkada quickly attempted to return the conversation to its roots. If he wasn't a Qua, he would have turned red.* "But don't worry, again, I can find the winery myself." *He laughed nervously.*