He's ambling along said market. He may have pocketed a few things. Gifts for the lady of the house.

Speaking of...he couldn't mistake those curves or that hair. But what was she doing out here?

Pushing past several passersby, he's now behind her, an arm under her bust to ̶p̶̶i̶̶n̶ her there against him. Leaning in with lips to her ear.
"What are you doing out here, hmm?"