"Ain't your fault," she answered with a light corresponding shrug. "Just wish more'd open their eyes a little. Still... Much appreciated."

With a casual sniff, Livia absently cast her mind back to a partial fixation she was lately having. That of a one-piece shark-themed dress; one's head emerging from what was styled like an open, sharp-toothed mouth. It was a train of thought triggered by a random glance at a glass on adjoining table and-

What were they talking about, again? Oh! Yes, that's right...

Blinking her momentarily-distracted attention back to the matter at hand, Livia gave an impulsive renewed smile, asking, "Must be important to you, antiques like this... To travel out this way."