Happy knew that the glance shared between the two odd people mean that he had been caught, but he played the situation smoothly. He held the wool blanket over his head as well as his pack. He smiled his characteristically huge grin and made sure to clear his face of any evidence of knowledge.

"It's raining pretty heavily today, don't you think?" He looked away from the pair and held a hand out for emphasis, allowing the rain to pool in his palm. "I found shelter here under this roof. I couldn't afford to lose any of my merchandise. I spent hours hand-crafting each and every mask." He removed one from the pack and held it up to his face. "You see, it is my livelihood. Would you care to purchase one? They make great gifts for children or masquerade props."

Happy looked at the woman. She was the only one he could read, though, now, he struggled. He hoped that he had squashed any sense of alarm or suspicion. He didn't want them to know he'd overheard everything, including the plans just yet. He hadn't decided who he supported.

He had to admit, the man seemed to be the real one behind the whole situation. He was the one who made the plans. He was the one who had ordered them completed. Even the woman seemed to be looking to him for instruction. Though, she was beyond intelligent herself.

"I'll throw this one in for free for the lovely lady." He removed the mask, a colorful face with a contradictory frown, and held it at the edge of the blanket's protection. He gave her a more genuine smile. "The colors would look fetching with you fair skin and beautiful hair."