[Probably for the best that she does less and less delving these days. People around here are all fit for the funny farm.]
Oh, you like a bald man do you? [Can she sense the eyebrow waggle that comes with that?] I could do a chrome dome if it really suits your fancy. I'm afraid it'll never shine as bright as your globe but I'll wax it just the same.
[She's elected to join him, that green glimmer sprouting from the crystal like a shot from steam whistle.] That doesn't sound like a half bad idea. Damn. Would you be all right hanging around solo for a while longer?
[He moves on to the next drawer. In here there is a small leather pouch, note clipped to the top. Richie pulls it out with a frown. It gives a telling jingle.]
"For you know what." Huhm... [He shakes the coins into his palm and does a hasty count.] Looking to be about one hundred silver, here. So not a big favor, but enough to look suspicious all the same.
no take-backsies
Oh, you like a bald man do you? [Can she sense the eyebrow waggle that comes with that?] I could do a chrome dome if it really suits your fancy. I'm afraid it'll never shine as bright as your globe but I'll wax it just the same.
[She's elected to join him, that green glimmer sprouting from the crystal like a shot from steam whistle.] That doesn't sound like a half bad idea. Damn. Would you be all right hanging around solo for a while longer?
[He moves on to the next drawer. In here there is a small leather pouch, note clipped to the top. Richie pulls it out with a frown. It gives a telling jingle.]
"For you know what." Huhm... [He shakes the coins into his palm and does a hasty count.] Looking to be about one hundred silver, here. So not a big favor, but enough to look suspicious all the same.