"Mmmm..." Zhao stared intently. "This one is nice. Really has the flamboyant spirit. Hand me that one." The Merchant did as he was told. "Mmm... It's discreet, but would still catch the eye of those looking. It's perfect. What do you think?"
"Don't ask me." Hin was obviously annoyed. "I'm not paying for these."
"Sure you are."
"I am not." The Young Master almost wanted to bury his face in his palms and hide.
Whispers could be heard.
Which is normal, since...
"What? Embarrassed cause I'm buying jewelry?"
"Yes. That makes it fucking weird."
"Well, they're gifts. You can relax."
"That doesn't change anything. The people don't know that!"
"Oh..." Zhao brought a finger to his chin. "You're scared that people will see you buying jewelry for another man?"
"You..."
