"Excuse me?" Sebastian repeated, eyebrows going high as he bent to pick up the bag. Was...she serious? He looked from the woman to the bag, and then back to her, wondering if something had gone wrong with the bag while it was on the floor. Sebastian didn't really put much thought behind it has he placed his drinks on her table (on the other side, at least, he wasn't that rude) and reached into the bag.
No, they looked all right. Nothing was squished, thankfully, because he really hadn't wanted to spend anymore money. Mackenzie wasn't a big time healer yet, he wasn't a famous photographer yet, so it wasn't as if he could just go spending sickles and knuts like it grew on trees.
Though, they did live in a castle. Not many people could say that.
"What's wrong with it?" he asked, rolling the top of the bag and moving to pick up the tray of drinks.
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