Irma threw her arm out, stretching away from her sleepiness. As she accidentally struck a man from behind the head, causing him to drop his hat, not realizing her window was still rolled down. The poor chap attempted to catch his hat, but with each couple of steps, he ended up causing his hat to soar up even higher until it was thrown into the river.

Embarrassed by what she had just done and the fact that everyone had witnessed and laughed at the situation, she felt very uncomfortable. Apologizing quickly, she tried to roll up the window as quickly as she could, but the handle kept getting jammed against itself. The man from earlier who she hit with her stretching stopped her by placing his hands on the glass. As he hauled her partially out of the truck by her collar, he began cursing at her.

She held her position and shoved the man's hands away from her clothing. He didn't budge, and he wasn't going to back down after that; he intended for her to reimburse him for the money he lost due to her meddling. He extended his hand once more towards her. He was determined to grab her long brown hair this time, but Irma plunged back towards Loki and kicked open her door, causing him to slip directly into the rivers. Releasing her from his grasp.

When the ruckus subsided, the crowd that had gathered went their ways. Irma rolled up her window to see the jerk she had kicked into the river, slithering out of the water. She securely locked the door.

“Oh, dear. Franklin is a pity. He needed to go for a swim in the cold water regardless, and he had to do it early in the morning, as well. Ignore that alcoholic; he's well-known in the city for being a nasty jerk to everyone after losing his job approximately three years ago. If you ever approach him on the street, simply turn around and walk the other way, because the instant his attention falls on you, your day is vandalized. Unless you need him to deliver or gather anything, he's your man.”

Irma was adjusting her shirt while constantly looking towards the front market entrance. She has just seen a sign that she repeatedly tried to read, but Loki interrupted her.

“It happened when you were sleeping. He was attempting to grope some unfortunate, vulnerable person in front of everyone. That's when you accidentally smack him in the back of the head by mistake. I smelled and tasted his blood twice, the first time was when he was intoxicated, and it got me drunk as well. He's hundred percent guaranteed human, but his blood tasted awful; I wouldn't suggest it.”

Irma thought about it, but she'll never drink anyone's blood. When they arrived at the pay booth, she watched as Loki crouched down while utilizing his abilities in front of a bystander, who doesn't seem to be responding to what Loki is doing at the moment. He'd transmitted an opening to his kitchen counter, then closed it after pulling his arm out, holding something.

This idiot has again left his wallet at home.

Loki grabbed two little bronze ogre coins and handed them to the lady dressed in an ogre mask. Irma has never seen that kind of currency before. The lady returned a parking permit as well as a two-string red bracelet with identical bronze coins connected in the center.

“All right, here you go. Wear this bracelet if you wanted to explore it here by yourself. Its purpose is to support sellers in determining to whom they are selling their items too. This bracelet should not be lost, traded, or sold. It took me a long time to earn the money in Lord Desu's realm.”

Irma nodded and slid her new bracelet around her left wrist. As she lifts her wrist above her eyes, she recalls the coin's features, as well as the red thread. How neatly it was braided into the coin, and how the ends dangled. When she looked at the coin again, she discovered that it was progressively engraving her name onto itself.

“There we go. Now that we have a parking lot secured. Let's go shopping.”

Finally, when they exited the truck, both idiots stretched as far as they could. They knew it would be a long drive, but that old, stuffy truck isn't the greatest option for them both. She shifted her attention back to the enormous sign in front of the entrance.