When Cassian and Elita met up with Isara and Calen, each of them was holding a piece of cake.
"Where did you get that?" Elira questioned.
"At the food stalls, we would have gotten some for you two but they sell only one piece per person." Isara informed her.
Calen looked at the stage standing in one of the corners of the market - despite the fact that the show was about to start relatively few people stopped to watch.
"Do you know what this magic show will entail?" He asked Elira. "Folks here don't seem particularly interested."
"From what I heard it's just a few young students displaying some minor illusions - animal running around, plants growing, stuff like that."
"Sounds very basic for an attraction at a once-a-year festival."
"If it's boring we can just go grab a drink like Alfred did." Isara shrugged. "Let's go see what the younglings can do!"
"You do realise that they're probably older than we are, right?"
"Yeah, yeah, whatever."
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