“That is good to hear…
Would you like a box of sugar bombs? Free and unopened.”
"Oh, the med stuff? I don't need that! I'm just fine, thanks, lobster guy." Clarice shook her hands free of her currently-oversized shirt and gave him 2 thumbs up.
He did his best to crouch down, trying to appear less… scary.
“Chemicals. Not for you… unless you’re hurt.”
Stims and Radaway. He was a businessman, not a chem dealer.
“That is good to hear…
Would you like a box of sugar bombs? Free and unopened.”
He did his best to crouch down, trying to appear less… scary.
“Chemicals. Not for you… unless you’re hurt.”
Stims and Radaway. He was a businessman, not a chem dealer.
He did his best to crouch down, trying to appear less… scary.
“Chemicals. Not for you… unless you’re hurt.”
Stims and Radaway. He was a businessman, not a chem dealer.
How are you? Been safe?”
How are you? Been safe?”
How are you? Been safe?”
Is he brave enough to check it out?
Is he brave enough to check it out?
He’s going home.
He’s going home.
“You seem very happy.”
The Merchant could've robbed him out of hundreds of caps worth of gold, and Percy would've barely cared. The fact that he didn't meant a lot.
"You feeling better? You voice is clearer."
“You seem very happy.”
He's grinning.
“What… was that?”
“What… was that?”
He returns with the requested One Drink, as well as another for himself. Raising his up in a toast.
"Cheers! To Haven Lake and the Double Down Bar!"
“What… was that?”
He brought several plates of meat into the bar with him when he came in earlier. Much was eaten, but there was still quite a bit left.
He's getting shots for himself and the Merchant.
"Do you drink? If not, I also made some crazy good food.
Glad you made it!!"
literally psyching up the crowd for the crab-man. There are plenty of villagers more than happy to cheer.
Awkward.
Awkward.
Awkward.
I like… your dress.