Loras found it all a bit amusing. He couldn't help it. He knew that they weren't what they used to be, not anymore, but there was something irresistibly funny about it all. Margaery, setting up her table, keeping herself busy while she waited for buyers. It was easily the most Loras had smiled - or laughed - since he arrived.

"Can you imagine what our grandmother would say?" he asked, lips quirked up. He hadn't been so terrible as to let her haul her wares on her own. But he'd made sure to tease her the whole time. Even now as he took a seat beside her, he leaned over to nudge their shoulders together. "I can see the look on her face."