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"Oh, that sounds fun. And... Oh," Abbey shifted the cloth on her basket and carefully removed False's jar, holding it up to eyelevel for Chao to see, "It's happening to False as well. Well, it's rather pleasing to the eye, and doubles as a nightlamp, so I don't have a problem with it."

... It's hard to tell if she's joking or not.

Chata stared at Abbey somewhat in disbelief; was this what Keilin had done to him, too, when he was in a jar? He shook his head, ruffling his feathers a bit. Of course his owner wouldn't have used him for lightning purposes. The crazy lady, on the other hand...

Keilin blushed, embarassed a little about the PJ's. "I... I guess, yes, Abbey made a dare when she met me near where I got off at from Cetalu. I guess I'll get used to wearing them around people eventually." She eyed the others gathered around the festivities and sighed. "Yes well, when Chata's jar glowed, I just... went with the flow," she shrugged, not exactly knowing what she meant but hoped the others did.

"But the coins, yes... Do they pertain to everyone in this festival, hm? If they do, mayhaps we help each other out in finding them. Who knows? Maybe coins will be found faster that way." She looked around, trying to found a glint of a coin somewhere, though she knew she wouldn't have found one on the spot just like that.

Abbey replaced False into her basket with an absent smile, "Come now, the pyjamas aren't that bad, really."

"So," she looked back up, "Coins! Um." She glanced around, then reasoned, "Well, we'd find coins sooner or later by just walking around. We could walk around and look at the stalls and food. From my experience, I always find things when I'm not looking for them."

"There's quite a bit of food set up in there," Chao pointed towards a tent, "and at some of the tables," she gestured towards the tables around which some people seemed to still be milling about.

Jizzy's absence during all the arrivals could be very easily explained. If you had stayed up all night cooking, you would be tired as well. She ahd fallen asleep at a table, her arms crossed forming a pillow for her head and she could be heard mumbling slightly. Her bag was still slung securely over her shoulder, the glowing jar safe inside, but she was oblivious to anything besides whatt was going on in her head, for now anyways.

"Food sounds nice," Chao said with a smile. She hadn't eaten yet, wanting rather to try out the food she and Jizzy had prepared and what other people had brought to the festival.

At Chata's chirp and look at her jar she held up Sanar's jar again for the little gryphon to see clearly, making sure to keep a firm grasp on it before replacing it in her satchel carefully and slinging the cloth cover back over it.

Ever since Anthony - this unfamiliar face - had spoken of treasure hunts, Pueblo had become determined to find one of these coins to win something. Tsukai had fed off her enthusiasm as she began to hunt low and high, running to and fro among the people gathered, and had hopped onto the little girl's head. He secured himself and peeped a lot - seemingly cheering her on. Kiro simply contented himself with following her about, hands in his pockets and smiling at her antics. It was certainly amusing to watch the little girl rush about checking behind tents, under tables, anything that could conceal a coin was checked.

"How's it going Bobo?"

He simply watched her rush off somewhere else, Tsukai giving a loud "peeeeeep!!" as he clung on for dear life!

Kiro shook his head with a slight grin, before following after her. "Oh dear..."

Even having been hoping for such an occassion he was surprised when it actually occurred. He had seen and heard the glass smash and began as fast a jog back to the main area as he could whilst wearing the infernal yukata.

He reached chao, having grasped the instant camera Alyosha had left for photo-taking, and headed towards the parent-to-be. He smiled at her, wondering if it was the time for formalities. It was his own time to see this happening first hand and he was quite exhilarated. He realised though, that she might not understand his interest if he did not introduce himself. He wondered, too, which one of the young ladies this guardian was.

"Anthony Blakewell, Ar' Idil administrator" he intoned, refraining from holding out a hand since the young woman was having a hard time juggling the glass as it was, it seemed. "Looks like you could do with some help there miss....?"