"Thanks," he comments as he stands carefully, and takes a moment to mourn his lost drink before he shrugs it off and continues. He can come back and get another later.

The market area is just a little too busy for his liking when it comes to the gift he wants to give, and the request that comes with it. They don't have to go far, though - just toward the end of the pier where they can stand to the side of the last booth in the row so they're not as obviously out in the open. Once out of everyone's clear and obvious sight, Rosinante snaps his fingers and mutters "silent", and the sounds of the market and the waves all cease.

From a pocket, he withdraws an SD card. "Last time the market was in town, I acquired an app you might be able to make use of. Do you have your tablet with you?"