[voice]

[secret_crap]

Yo, 'sup. You can call me Scout. Need shit run somewhere? I'll do it fah a price. Fair price, but still a price. And don't think ya can cheat me or anythin', eitha'.

*There's contact info left here*

Comments

[settimanale]

... Well at least it's to the point.

[secret_crap]

I don't like dancin' 'round tha point.

[settimanale]

I can imagine you're not much of a dancing sort at all.

[secret_crap]

Nah, that shit's fah fags.

[settimanale]

... Delightful.

I may be interested in procuring your talents for a particular job.

[secret_crap]

That's what I'm hea' fah, girlie.

[settimanale]

Signorina Valenziano, if you will.

With Voile under temporary closure, I need a means of having certain materials delivered. The distance is a bit considerable, and time is a factor.

[secret_crap]

Nah, sorry.

I'm tha fastest courier there is in this city. I can get it there early.

[settimanale]

Yes, or I won't hire you.

[secret_crap]

The most ya'll get is miss Valenziano. Good 'nuff?

[settimanale]

... Well enough, I suppose.

[secret_crap]

Then that's what I'll call ya.

[settimanale]

Respect goes a long way in this town.

[secret_crap]

So does doin' yah job betta'n anyone else.