[ Clara turns just a little pink, but she's pleased Yelena remembers her. Looking back over her shoulder she huffs. ]

That merchant is driving a hard bargain for maps. It's almost like he doesn't want anyone to be able to trade, but I know I need to get them. So if you wouldn't mind being a distraction while I grab them, how do you feel about committing a crime today?

[ She's looking back at Yelena with a hopeful smile, although she knows everyone has so much on their plates—if she said know, Clara would understand. ]