[ Elizabeth has been strolling along the canals, enjoying looking into the various shops when the accented voice rises over the general hubbub of the market. She watches for a moment, taking in the situation, before deciding to have a little fun. She could improvise, this would be just fine. She steps up next to Fletcher and addresses him familiarly. ]

Oh, there you are! I've found another shop with a few more-- [ her eyes dart to the object attempting to be purchased ] --stethoscopes, if this one's not for sale reasonably.