"You mean... you marked up the price... for fun?!" Rosa spluttered indignantly, cheeks red with fury and embarrassmemt "That's low! Even to me, that's low!"
In a hushed - but just as angry - whisper she continued her rant "Do you know how many pockets I'll have to pick to make that money back? Or how many demons Lucien will need to get rid of? Two! Two whole demons! He might need to leave Estermere to find them!"
Whilst she was walking and ranting, she kept dipping her hand into the richer buyer's pockets, pulling out fat coin purses and wallets. From the Gnomes perspective, it must have looked like she wasn't even putting effort into it, just swiping it and putting it in her corset for safe keeping.
"I might get another one. A servant, I mean. That way they can split the workload between them."