It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Jester Lavorre, a tiefling cleric . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, Caleb and you share that they both know how to waltz. When he asks her to name three more hidden skills she has, she lists painting, baking cinnamon scones, and the third thing is something that she wants to talk to Fjord about because if he's that inexperienced, maybe he should take some lessons.
DM: Actually, as you guys are fogging up the window, you pull back and look to the left, and you can see this adorable little gnome girl with deep tan skin, her hair pulled in these cute little puffy buns in the side of her head, and she has this little basket that is just filled with these different-colored silk-material flowers. She's standing there, smiling, and you can see an older gnome sitting in a rocking chair behind her with a big old pipe coming out of his mouth as the hat is half-covering his face and he's just sitting there, rocking next to her.
Player: I hop over next to her. (gasps) I've been looking everywhere for you.
DM: "Really?"
Player: Mm-hmm.
DM: "Hi."
Player: You have the best flowers I've ever seen and I would like to buy some.
DM: "Oh, my goodness. Thank you so much. Okay."
Player: How much is a flower?
DM: "Dad, how much is a flower?" The guy sitting there rocking goes, "Take them a silver apiece. Sorry, copper."
Player: A copper apiece.
DM: "Yeah."
Player: I will buy--
DM: "Copper."
Player: I will buy ten flowers from you.
DM: "You will get ten flowers from me. Lickety-split." She goes and takes out a handful, counts them in your hand, "One, two--"
Player: How old are you?
DM: "--three-- I am five."
Player: You are five? That's wonderful. Does your dad take good care of you?
DM: "Yes. He's a good dad."
Player: Are you a good dad?
DM: "What number is that?"
