She looks over the wares.  The bits.  The Baubles.  What looking she does!  Leaning over to get a closer look, bending to look at things on the bottom most shelves.  She does buy some fruit of the, ready to eat and no need to be peeled type.  A morning snack as she moves about the open air market, and the surrounding shops.  Looking off towards the home she left, more in curiosity than regret.