DruidTigeress
Yevalee stopped at a rather lovely looking building and sighed. "Well you stay here, under the porch overhand while I go argue with him. Keep the sponge basket with you for now. I'll get it when I'm done." They nodded and set their shoulders before walking in.
If D'zek listens in, faint arguing can be heard along with a bit of dull pounding. After a while, perhaps ten minutes or so, Yevalee came out, face slightly flushed with anger, tinging their ears red but with a pouch of coin. "Okay, just have to leave those in the back and we can start heading towards my folks house. This way." They motioned D'zek to follow, leading him to the back of the building.