Morgan sighed in relief, glad that she hadn't offended Evelynn. And was more relieved when Evelyn accepted the change in topic. The woman was correct about Morgan not really understanding the finer points, as the raccoon tilted her head in confusion as she tried to consider the explanation. "Uh..." Then smartphone picture however helped a great deal. "Oh. Its sah-like ye make ah-heh-heh clock-punk? No, watch-works? No-no-nope. Um, I don't really know the word, heh-heh."
She smiled at Evelynn, then paused. Tilted her head for a second and hummed. Then she blinked, bounced in place, and beamed a massive smile at Evelynn, "Quicksilver Gate!" After a pause she rubbed the back of her head, "Eh-heh-heh, sorry. Um, tis a club-Freehold stores place, kinda likes goblin-market but-but on norman side of thorns, heh-heh." She then started gesturing her hands, "At that-ah place," she points to her left (not at the actual store), "There tis a sssstore called Mr Tickle's Wond Emporium. A 'ling ah-named Tally Benoit works there. They heh-have hedgespun machine-toys like that," she points at the one on the smartphone's screen, "but not as compa-compleo-koopa...advanced. Meh-beh ye could chit-chat wid-with them? Ye could be a ssssupplier or meet udder-other crafty folk like ye oro-or uh, networking folks tis I think it tis called. Heh-heh. Not-not that I think eat-see is not fine for thee...I ju~ust nay ken what an eat-see is, heh-heh." she rubbed the back of her head as she laughed about her ignorance.
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