Trix jumped abruptly, dropping some coins back into her purse, as a hand alighted on her, thinking it was a pickpocket that had been clumsy. She quickly turned to see a very pale, very beautiful woman, and instantly lost the silly pickpocket thought. She listened as the clearly foreign woman spoke, as she tried to determine what race she was. She looked a bit like a mix of a high elf and a drow, but there were a few things from both that were missing. And it would be rude to ask. And it seemed she had advice. Looking over at the dog breeder, [color=f6989d][i][b]"Excuse me for just a bit, sir."[/b][/i][/color]

Trix stepped away from the man, who was glaring daggers at the Moon Fey woman, so that the pair could have some privacy. Turning to her, staring into those foreign eyes, not sure how to start this hidden conversation. She kept glancing over at the dog breeder who kept trying to put on his 'professional face' every time she looked at him. [color=f6989d][i][b]"So..."[/b][/i][/color] she started, in a lower conversational voice, [color=f6989d][i][b]"Why do you think that I'm making a mistake? They look like they'd scare off any more thieves, even if they're a bit.. pricey."[/b][/i][/color]

She shifted nervously now, holding her arms against herself. She really hoped that this man wasn't trying to take advantage of her, that was just bad business. If people knew that, they'd stop buying, if they stopped buying, you'd go broke, and if you went broke, you lost everything. The goal of every business should be to be the best, right? That's how you got the invitation to set up shop in the capital. If he were trying to rip her off, she'd make sure as many people knew about it as possible. 

[color=f6989d][i][b]"Would you recommend something different? I'll pay if you can help me out."[/b][/i][/color]