Plopping down her three copper pieces, Irčne took a great bite from the sausage-and-chips on a stick, moaning a little as the savory taste of meet and spices coiled around her mouth and mixed with the acidity of the dill-lemon sauce and crunchiness from the potato. She nodded enthusiastically at the vendor.
"Delicious."
***

As the Baron's play progressed, Irčne began giggling uncontrollably, holding a gloved hand in front of her mouth in a desperate attempt to keep from chortling.

An omnipotent unicorn that rends its victims insane? This is definitely going to be good.

Despite feeling the temptation to do so, Irčne refrained from throwing out her own comment for the time being, content to sit back and watch where the play went next.