-he counts out fifteen bucks-
-though it's a currency she doesn't seem to recognize-
-"Atlantean Drachma"-
-he writes down "I understand this is a world between worlds. Naturally I don't know the exchange rate. Hopefully it is 1-1."-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postright outside the front door
a massive, truly massive beast hovers, thousands of tendrils writhing, and a single, sunbleached eye staring down
one of its tentacles is holding a wrapped up subroll
"... They'll hire anyone these days... -slaps the money in an Outstretched Tentacle- Right, lets get-"
TENTACLE SNAPPING
"... -frustrated sigh- Right, is five bucks enough?"
MASSIVE NOD
"Right- right- -DOOR SLAM- Fuckin' greedy asshole..."
Sandwich Get
edited 13th Apr '17 8:35:05 AM by Trip

-just wordlessly waves a little in response-
-still focusing on eating sandwich-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post