Quick Stop 7/16 [Open]
Dante was seated behind the counter. Nothing too interesting happening today. After his unsuccessful venture out into the town that was Milieux, Dante wasn't feeling very sociable. Hopefully today could be a simple, if not quiet day.
This was the time when Randal was missed the most. Random discussion of various subjects with no discernable outcome. And the occasional coronary from offending a customer wasn't fun, but at least you had something to do.
Dante put his hands behind his head, and took in a deep breath and let it out slowly. There was something about this town. Something peculiar, maybe the quick stop could be more to this town's inhabitants than just a food supply.
Could one really be a one stop shop? Wooden stakes? Dante could order some wood from a mill, get some wood working tools, a sander and he could crank out some stakes in no time.
But how could he properly find out what the people in this town would want, he very well couldn't ask everyone...
Or could he?
This was the time when Randal was missed the most. Random discussion of various subjects with no discernable outcome. And the occasional coronary from offending a customer wasn't fun, but at least you had something to do.
Dante put his hands behind his head, and took in a deep breath and let it out slowly. There was something about this town. Something peculiar, maybe the quick stop could be more to this town's inhabitants than just a food supply.
Could one really be a one stop shop? Wooden stakes? Dante could order some wood from a mill, get some wood working tools, a sander and he could crank out some stakes in no time.
But how could he properly find out what the people in this town would want, he very well couldn't ask everyone...
Or could he?