"Oh food from a vendor sounds daring." Olivia responded with manufactured excitement. Anything to get to know this man better. At the edges of her vision, she was dimly aware of her sister wrinkling her nose. "Some might think such things as degrading, but I prefer to think of it as supporting our community. What was it that Kipling said? If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, Or walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch."