[ He nods as though defeated. If there's anything God can respect, it's a bit. ]

A souvenir, [ he supplies, as though this is a brilliant idea. ] Deeply important to bring something back from a fair, it's how you show appreciation or shame them into coming next time. It's a longstanding tradition.

[ He turns to survey the stands and the bustle. Aside from festival food, their options are limited to weird little noisemakers, shiny trinkets, odd accessories, and masks. God regards their options, and says: ]

What do you think she'd like?