The smells of food had grabbed her attention after the maypole. The fabrics also did with their vibrant colors. Her eyes were wide with wonder more than her stomach's growl which was very soft. However, she saw something she didn't have - those round gold things like the sun. Her magic would be able to fix that but she didn't want to feel guilty after. With a rare frown, she thought of what she could do. Perhaps ask if they could trade? Perhaps not since every single stall had a basket, each piled up in different assortment of those round things.
"Hey, you there! Yu're scaring ma customers! Get a move on it already!" She didn't hear them until they stepped in front of her. "Did ya hear me? MOVE I- what in the?! What is wrong with yur face?! Get away!" Pocus turned her head to see who he was talking to but there was no one who looked like their face was injured. "I don't see anyone. Oh, did I accidentally make something -" "It's you! Not anyone else behind yu! Go on, get outta here!"
"Hm? Why? I didn't do anything wrong." "Step away from ma stall now!" Pocus cringed at the volume before glaring at them, her already terrifying appearance was now even more intimidating that it made the one before her squeak. "I've done nothing to harm you. So please don't talk so loudly, I'm right here in front of you. I can hear just fine."