Noire looked up at Celia as they wandered along; She could tell something was upsetting here, but, being a dog, couldn't really understand it. She looked and acted the same as normal, and within a moment the feeling was gone. Noire pushed the thought from her canine mind and simply followed, ogling and drooling at some of the wares. Jayce even had to stop her from trying to sneak a bite in at some of the meats...

At Celia's mention of the necessities, as well as her budget, Jayce looked up for a moment before saying: [b]"...Hmm...I got about..."[/b] reaching into his back pocket, he pulled out his plain, old leather wallet and sifted through it. [b]"7030...We got plenty. Might as well stock up a bit extra for the party."[/b] Giving Celia a light wave, his ever present smile still there, he said: [b]"Leave the bill to me; put that money to something more worthwhile. Got any allergies I should know about before I go get the stuff?"[/b] 

Noire was just about to bite into some kind of sausage link before Jayce, in an almost terrifying motion, picked the dog up with his artificial hand. With his kindly smile now looking almost malevolent, he said: [b]"Ya know Noire...maybe I'd be able to sell you for a couple thousand to the hunter's guild...bet they don't see your kind much..."[/b] at that threat, Noire settled down, behaving almost like a show-dog, sitting attentively, and ignoring her primal urge to eat those...delicious looking sausage links.