It was like an all you can sex buffet, market style tables strewn outside of little tents. Emma had been a little wary at first when people had talked about demonstrations...after all how in the hell would you keep that shit hygienic? But after being informed that there were several boxes of product in the tent that were kept clean and rotated, the blonde found herself left with only one dilemma. When she was little she'd often been frozen in indecision, pondering ice cream choices or what she wanted for dinner. There were so many delectable options after all.

She was pretty sure she wanted to purchase a sex swing, but she knew how those worked and there was no need to demonstrate. But oh wouldn't it be a fun surprise for her roommate with one. For now though, Emma's light hazel eyes, which were a soft blue-grey color today, surveyed the tables as she took slow steps with her hands clasped behind her. To their credit, the peddlers of these products had everything wonderfully organized. The male oriented products were down one hand, female oriented another, and things that easily spanned the sexes were right smack dab in the middle.

The blonde stopped along a table hosting a plethora of intriguing looking vibrators. An eyebrow quirked as she spotted a few with electric cords, sporting heads that looked almost like the sort of thing you'd see on a sanding tool at a carpenter's workshop. Emma let out a snort when she saw what they were called. "Vibrator wands...seriously? Is that supposed to be a Harry Potter joke? Accio orgasm?" She had meant to be talking to herself, but as she spoke a man came up to her left, just in time to hear her.