Emram wandered around, looking at the various stalls. In truth, he had nothing that he needed to buy, but he felt that he ought to have some excuse for coming along. Besides, after that self-righteous speech about not peeking at presents, he figured that the further from temptation he was, the better.
He spied Chryse ahead of him, and wandered closer, trying to sneak a look at what she was buying. It might, just might, be something for him...
He leapt almost out of his skin as a hand clamped down on his shoulder. He turned, and saw Kara looking at him, an amused expression on her face.
"So sneaking looks at presents before the big day is bad, is it?" she grinned, as she saw the sheepish expression on his face.
"Put me in a bag," he said ruefully. "I'm shopped. I just couldn't help it!"
"Emram's Taxidermy, you snuff 'em, we stuff 'em!"