"It's a lovely store," Thomas said as he looked around, his eyes fixed on some of the sweets.

Her story about the bunny wasn't as exciting as he'd have hoped though it was still a rather enjoyable one for him to listen to, "What a strange place for someone to put an egg," Thomas shrugged, his gaze turning to a few glazed buns, "Though I 'spose it's for a little fun - and I am truly sorry for standing on it! I wouldn't ever waste food like that normally."

Thomas looked around and came upon a rather nice looking fruit bun bearing a cross on the top - much in the theme of Easter - and he peered back toward the shopkeep, "How much is one of these buns?" Thomas paused; he wasn't sure if he ought to be honest and tell her he'd be back very shortly with the money (whilst he could've already been home and gotten it, it was on principle at this point that he hadn't) or pretend like he thought he had the money. He opted for the former, "But I can't lie to you, miss, I left my money pouch at 'ome and I am happy to drop the money by later - and a little extra to say thank you."

And with that, Thomas waited awkwardly for the response to his embarassing predicament. Of course, he had no qualms giving her an autograph (most people seemed to enjoy those) when he got back later or giving her a few extra knuts. Ultimately, though, it was down to her generosity.