"Not far," says a merry voice behind them, "not far at all, good master and mistress. You need never look far to find a Fool."

Leaning against a pillar (or something that might be a pillar) is a brown-haired young man with a lopsided grin. He's dressed in green patterned with red and yellow, and carries a cloth bundle on the end of a stick, and wears a pair of comically oversized glasses with no lenses in them.

Andrew's mouth drops open.