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Moist is almost smirking when he enters the Bar with his tie undone and carrying his jacket, the weather on the plains is horrible but his scheme went well.
He's carrying a briefcase that's heavier than when he left and has been selling his own paintings as the findings of a rather gifted but unstable hermit. Artists will buy anything if there's a good story attached and they feel like they're getting something no one else has.
At the counter he orders a gin and tonic since its a wonderful summer drink and counts out some coins to keep his tab in the black before swiveling his stool and watching Milliways go by.
He's carrying a briefcase that's heavier than when he left and has been selling his own paintings as the findings of a rather gifted but unstable hermit. Artists will buy anything if there's a good story attached and they feel like they're getting something no one else has.
At the counter he orders a gin and tonic since its a wonderful summer drink and counts out some coins to keep his tab in the black before swiveling his stool and watching Milliways go by.