It takes a moment of thought before Tyler wanders over towards the booths to look at them curiously. The food can wait, after all, the buffet line is that more likely to have people asking questions he can't really readily answer..and some overly concerned adults looking for the colt all on his own.

He's grinning though, looking over the lantern designs for one booth. Digging into the little pouch hanging from his neck along side of the medallion, tyler pulls out a small opal.

"How much for that one lantern with the filigree moon and stars?"