Quickly cain grabbed aofie by her nape, she was asking if they wanted to play with some of the toys she was supposed to be selling. As he set her on the mule she pointed to mr. mustachio and told him he was a nice guy after all. "are you saying there was a chance he wasn't aofie? do you think mustaches are bad?" he said jokingly only for her to nod. "you said that his large mustache was weird and you do l-" she began to qoute him only to have a her mouth covered "we don't talk about that" he said whispering as the mule moved towards the cart. He truly did not like mustachio for the fact he needed so much tea. It cost them far to much, and made cain grind his teeth. Still the mans wares always sold well and he was a gentlemen at heart, so cain held up his anger.