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“There was a booth for that? I must have missed it,” Lysa said, frowning with feigned regret. “I’m blaming it on the ridiculously long bathroom lines. Which probably had something to do with the intricate dresses and all these men wearing tights for the first time. Did you dress up too?” With a slight chuckle, she nodded, taking the lime. “Yeah, thank you. I’m the one who dropped it, so it’s only fair that I buy it too.”
“God, I hope there was,” Gwen groaned as she rolled her head back. It would be amusing at the very least and fitting for the time period the faire was aiming to recreate. Her brow curled at the mention if she was there or not. Gwen shook her head. “I already look like a jester in my day to day life, I didn’t need another place to be a total clown at. Did you go?”













