Sparhawk led her down to one of the main town squares, his personal favorite place to 'shop' when he needed to stock up on supplies. In the square was also a bakery, where he usually got his bread, but where he also knew that pastries were sold. The baker was a dumb oaf. He'd stolen many times from the man and had never once been caught. So he was actually on neutral terms with him. Before they went in, however, Sparhawk pulled Mira aside and spoke to her in a low voice.
"Okay, so, if my plan is going to work, I need you to put on an act. You gotta be as nice and sweet as those pastries in there. Don't let him think you're anyone but a cute little sister. And you're gonna have to be real conversational with him. Think you can manage that?" He asked.