Returned.
- Guyosh! What's up?
- I ordered costumes, not sure if I have enough, but I got what I could. Found two musicians, promised them 50 rems and maybe more, invited them for today at six. And you, I see, weren't idle either.
- Yeah, I had to run around. It's great that we think alike; I also promised 50 rems+ and invited them for six.
- I always said you were great.
- ☺️, - Beata didn't want to have too open an exchange of pleasantries in public.
- Okay, I'll be right back, I'm terribly hungry, I was running around the city.
Guyon goes to wash his hands and returns to eat.
- Trading in dumplings is also an ancient art, or rather, the most ancient profession. Although yours is probably in terrible condition, so they won't pay much for it. - Daks replies with the same mournful look. - A fat one, a rusty one, and a bucket, yeah, not a great selection.
Guyon tensed up a little, but realized that she had everything under control, and limited himself to a reproachful look at Daks.
🏹🎪+⛓️♿=💕