Shows p/a
If necessary, after asking for paper and a pencil, the couple goes off to write a letter to the Turkish sultan.
- So... Young, beautiful, smart, talented, - Beata lowers her gaze to her neckline, - um... VERY talented traveler and her handsome friend with a cool...
- Ahem, maybe you shouldn't write that? - Gillon interrupted.
- I'm listing all our advantages!
- I have other advantages!
- Listen, to be fair, your other advantage... Let's put it mildly... I've seen better.
- Me too. And I'd like to unsee it...
- Well, well. That orc had less brain than advantage, which is what doomed him. Although you...
- At least I have one, unlike you.
- Pfft, and who of us two comes up with all the brilliant plans, moves, and schemes?
- You. And that's the main problem with our plans.
- So you think all my ideas are stupid? All of them?
- Well...
- And it would have been a good idea to leave you to that orc at the market, right?
- Not all! And not even half!
Beata smirked slyly and continued writing.
- So, "A young, beautiful, smart, and very talented traveler and her equally young, handsome, and smart friend are interested in your offer! We know many interesting things, we know which side of the crossbow the bolt flies out of and which part of the sword is best to hold! We are staying at the 'Hearth', ask for Beata".
- Woo-oo-oo-t, you can do it when you want.
- Shush! - Beata snapped. - Here! - she solemnly hands the resume to the cat-wife.
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