There are a few seconds of awkward, eerie silence as the yuke stared at him in disbelief. Give up her chalice? What a preposterous idea! The hand holding the gel lowered to he side, just above the long hammer hanging from her belt.

"I think we can both agree it is worth far more than admission into your silly little fair. I'm no fool. And if you're going to keep making ridiculous suggestions like that, I'll speak with someone else."

Or hop the fence. If the monsters were going to try and kill her anyway, there wasn't much point in acting complacent.