Genevieve nodded,
Ale or mead, either'll do.
She looked around as well, pointing to a street sign at the end of the bridge. It read Lyles Link, a clever name for a bridge Genevieve thought. Above that sign was another, plated gold. It read, Overfall Chain. That must be the name of the road that connected the bridges, and ran over the edge of the waterfall. This was quite the strange place, but spectacular.
Farther than the bridge shops could be spotted. This was a nice part of town, obviously. A paperboy stood on the corner of some other street and Overfall Chain. He wasn't on his soapbox just yet, still munching on a croissant. There was a bakery nearby!
One hand was pointing still.Maybe we should head that way?