You're welcome. Eggs, cucumber, and artichoke hearts. There's some bread and clean napkins in there too.

[Ethlyn raises her eyebrows at how assuredly Toph takes hold of the basket, as though she knew exactly where it was and how much it would weigh in her hands. That's different. It could just be a one-off, but it's also a second odd thing about her today.]

I hope I'm not intruding on anything... you did look as though you might be waiting for something.

[is it one of those Wayward Youths™ that hang around town because if it is Ethlyn is, in fact, definitely going to stick around.]