Willem was in the front with a customer when he heard the back door open. He was pretty sure he knew who it was, since only a few people would just let themselves in. So he allowed himself to finish up with the customer before heading back.
And sure enough there at his back table was the young blonde man he expected to see.
Willem looked down into the box, interested to see what the young thief had brought him this time. Pulling the dyes out, he set them on the table to inspect them.
"Very nice," he finally said,impressed with the quality and color. Setting them aside, he reached into the box for the next items. His face lit up as he drew out the bulbs.
"You brought me tulips," he said, a bit of excitement in his voice as he turned them over in his hands. "They'll bloom up well come next spring."
"I don't know what color they'll be," Sindre admitted. "For flowers, these were extremely expensive and well guarded. I just happened to spot an opportunity and ran."
His gaze flickered down to the bulbs, then back up to Wilm. He had intended them as a gift, though if the other man wanted to sell them...
"If you keep them for yourself, then they're free of charge," Sindre decided. Still a gift, then, but if Wilm planned on making the apparently considerable profit off of them, then Sindre wanted a cut.
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And sure enough there at his back table was the young blonde man he expected to see.
"Hello Sindre."
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"Care to see what I just so happened to find on my walk over here?"
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"Very nice," he finally said,impressed with the quality and color. Setting them aside, he reached into the box for the next items. His face lit up as he drew out the bulbs.
"You brought me tulips," he said, a bit of excitement in his voice as he turned them over in his hands. "They'll bloom up well come next spring."
He looked across the table at the other man.
"These I may just have to keep for myself."
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His gaze flickered down to the bulbs, then back up to Wilm. He had intended them as a gift, though if the other man wanted to sell them...
"If you keep them for yourself, then they're free of charge," Sindre decided. Still a gift, then, but if Wilm planned on making the apparently considerable profit off of them, then Sindre wanted a cut.
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