the funds to secure work with Hollow Raiders. for a fair price, they'll haul whatever i want out of the hollows. much of my stock comes from there."

internally excited about. she just wouldn't outwardly show it.

"excellent ! i can make due with that time. it gives me plenty of notice to close my shop up or have Lune cover in time !"

"you may smooth talk a lot, but you've managed to make it work on me. consider me impressed, Hugo. and perfect, i look forward to hearing what you uncover !"

she seemed more intrigued by the prospect of history's past. but, a date with a handsome man AND good customer ? this is one she was

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oh, dear. she can feel herself practically melting now from Hugo's praise . . .

you, Hugo."

she reached forward, taking hold of his jacket and pulling it behind the counter. hanging it up behind her, nodding.

"heh, of course." a nod of her head, turning to organize some new, smaller stock now that he was occupied.

woman's head, but her cheeks flush at the mention of a 'date'.

"tomorrow sounds good. i have to say you're being a bit / too / generous offering me lunch, but i'll accept. you may be an odd bird at times. but, i suppose i like your company as well . . . it's a days, then."

she lightens up at the prospect of her goods' stories being revealed. "please do. there is nothing more that i like than a good backstory. i always wondered who these items belonged to and how loved they were."

she sighs contently, opting to lean onto her counter before her. a nof of the

perfection is going a bit far . . .

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Is . . . "

there was a treasure out there waiting for everyone and it'd seem he had obtained his match.

"i only carry the best assortment . . . years ago, that used to belong to someone else. it's one of many pieces i have sourced from the Hollows and surrounding areas. i wonder what the real story of it

"glad is certainly a word choice." she shrugged nonchalantly. but, despite how much grief she gives him, Anastasia did believe his word. he could be brazen at times, but this was an occasion where he was not.

eyes flicker to the stopwatch he waxed poetic about, smiling ever so slightly.

store keeps jumping in popularity. more people, more mess . . . but, at least my bills are paid. i appreciate it."