A small flash of annoyance crossed Peony's eyes. If Ianthe had simply gone when she'd told her to, there wouldn't have been an issue, she would have been lost in a crowd. The excitement of being out of Barovia had meant she hadn't thought of the consequences of the closed community for more than a second.

"I don't see the problem. She got more than her item's value. It's a fucking nice ribbon." The warlock refuted with a frustrated pout. Before sighing and turning back around with a roll of her eyes.

She couldn't have her reputation dragged through the mud before she even got it established. "My friend--" Peony lifted her hands in apology to the vendor. "It seems I have committed a grave faux pas against you. I didn't realise it was thought of negatively to use influence in bartering here. My deepest apologies." She place a hand over her heart, affecting the part of one genuinely worried at having offended. "Please allow me to make this right."