[ Tea or juice... hmm... she's going to take hunting for this very seriously. She's not about to let them get swindled or upcharged in a market like this, after all; having grown up with street vendors all her life, with hagglers and gamblers and all sorts of folk, Yingying knows the value of a bargain and of negotiation. She can be wise like a forest spirit, but smart about the streets, too. ]

There should be stalls selling tea... there were always carts like that before, with jelly and fruit.

[ It was harder to keep things cold back then. Three weeks of living in a place with a refrigerator, though, makes her sure they can find something refreshing on this warm summer night. Lo and behold... boba stand up ahead, with lots of different kinds of milk and fruit teas, blended ice, and other such treats. All mostly foreign to her, especially in the cute packaging. ]

Hmm, what about this? [ It's Yi Sang's choice, in the end. She can't imagine him really saying no to anything, but she'll still ask out of courtesy. ] It looks almost like desserts...?