[ of course tartaglia wasn't about to go down without fight. she had been looking forward to his counter strike and naturally, he never fails to disappoint. being around him excites her like no other. in the short amount of time they've known each other, he's brought so much joy and thrills into her life. ]

Hehe, you're mighty sweet as always.

[ she winks, not even caring if murakami happened to catch that. ]

Since it's you, I know I'll be in good hands.

[ thank the archons that murakami has no idea what these two are going on about. this poor man does not deserve to be scarred for life, ignorance is truly bliss. the oblivious vendor merrily tells them to enjoy the food and to have fun at the festival before sending them off with a wave. yoimiya hands the vendor some mora (plus an extra tip because the poor guy really does deserve it) says her goodbyes and starts heading up the pathway brightly lit with lanterns.

once they're out of sight, she finally lets loose and starts giggling non stop. ]

You'll have to tell me which one of the local specalities is your favorite. Although I'm pretty sure I have a feeling I already know the answer to that.

[ gotta poke some fun at his comment from earlier. ]