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[anyprice]

Hey there, fam!! Caught me at a bad time! I might be in between jobs or, heheh, in between worlds even!! Leave ol' Sampo a message and he'll get STRAIGHT back to you as soon as he can! You can count on me!

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[anyprice]

[ Sampo pauses, mid-gaze at the menu, fingers thumbing a coin he'd stolen from gil's pocket. Cleanly flipping it around behind his fingers a moment before it disappears, he moves to point at the bottom right corner of the menu. ]

Oh, that? I think he wrote his signature!

[ he knows that's not at ALL what gil's talking about. ]

[throwmoreswords]

[ that earns Sampo a pinch. right on the nipple. ]

Do I need to have your eyes checked? I said the message, dear one, the message.

[anyprice]

Ow-, Ow ow, ouch!! Watch it, I'm delicate! Come onnnnn!!

[ he's gonna cover his chest with his arms, taking a step backward like he'd been badly injured. But, looking over, one eye open, he gives a little sighhhh. ]

Looks to meeeeeee.

Like our new doggy-tailed pal is underselling himself. Mmmmmaaaybe he doesn't know better? Or maybe he thinks you're overpaying? It's silly, if you ask me.

[throwmoreswords]

I know exactly how much you can handle, you simpering maiden.

[ he waits, patiently, as Sampo delivers Gilgamesh's exact thoughts back to him... if Gilgamesh were a dramatic little gay boy from New York that never shook the habit, but, y'know. ]

I find that rather irksome, because it implies a few things to me that I mislike. Either he's given me a menu he's used before, and that's not what I wanted, or he thinks I cannot afford a premium service at a premium price. But the most likely candidate...

[ he knows what people say about him. he doesn't care until it's thrust into his face like this. ]

He thinks I'm stupid, Samuel.

[anyprice]

Less than you might think. I'm just a little guy. I don't have all that many defenses!

[ shapeshifting and being able to make people pass out aside. ]

The way Wolfy is? I doubt he gave you a repeat menu. The way he talks n'stuff? He's like, the Aeon of Perfectionism. It's kind of fun. [ it's kind of WILD. ] but after the tip I gave him at the bar last time, he'd be crazy to think you can't afford it...

[ his cheeks puff up and out as he lets out a low, lighthearted laugh, his shoulders shaking. ]

--nono, he's not--ehhe. Hehehe.

No. I think he's just earnest.

[throwmoreswords]

You have plenty of defenses you slab of meat. You absolute dorito of a human sculpture.

[ he's gonna keep poking at Sampo and looking for the spots that make him wiggle and squirm. ]

I would hope not, given that I was sold his services as something innovative and interesting... [ long stare for Sampo here.

and then the man starts giggling. ]

You people keep saying I'm stupid instead of using big boy words like abrasive or obnoxious, and now people think my lack of knowing how much of a banana costs is because I'm a moron and not because it's beneath my notice.

[anyprice]

Praise me more. [ yeah you knew this was coming. He's going to haphazardly try to defend himself, fingers going in gil's sleeves finally to try to trap his hands. Gotcha. ]

I mean, his services are innovative and interesting. A dozen barkeepers you've kept at your socials and I've liked MAAAYBE two of them? That woman with the halo was fun.

[ but that aside. ]

You're not stupid. You know, sometimes the prices of food fluctuates depending on the season! Who's to say a banana isn't 25c one day and 1.43 another?? Who even knows.

Like those sushi restaurants you like where you don't even get to know what you're paying for, much less what the prices is til' the end.