Jin smiled warmly at the tall man with the cart of shiny fruits. While she couldn't understand what he was saying, his voice sounded friendly and did take her stones to look at them. Then another man, shorter and fatter appeared, seemingly out of nowhere. The two men started talking, and she could see the agitation on the bigger one's face. The short, fat one ran around the cart, and came close to her. Way too close. She leaned backward, feeling decidedly uncomfortable with the man's stare.

And then he grabbed her nose, squeezing it like a ripe mushroom.

[i]">Hey! Let go of me!<"[/i] She swatted at his hand, more out of complete surprise than anger. Was this some kind of weird human custom? She didn't like it, not one bit. She yanked herself back out of the man's grasp, glaring upward with her dark eyes. [i]">Don't touch me again, you fat toadstool!<"[/i] 

She looked back at the other man, who was on the ground, and she pointed eagerly to the fruit, her patience now thinning. [i]">Is it a fair trade or not?<"[/i]