At Graaver's words, the dealer gave a sharp glance to the left and right. The alleyway was largely empty, but one never could be too careful. His eyes returned to those of his prospective seller with a frustrated sigh. "Cutters these days. Not an ounce of tact. Alright, let's see the goods."<br/><br/>The innocent chatter of the married couple seemed to do as intended. Anybody who slipped through for a shortcut ignored the lone stall, figuring the owner to be a lowly peddler of trinkets or some such wares.<br/><br/>Althea smiled shyly as she was greeted with such enthusiasm. She tarried a bit in the dining room to chat before her work began, as had become something of a habit in recent weeks. "Gal's as sweet as always. I think he's really getting used to the Maze, as are Kacie and I. Earlier, I said we should plant flowers in the windowsill and he's actually shopping for a planter! Kacie is as spirited as ever. She..." The young Rankan leans in with a giggle, almost whispering to her only company. "Well, Galthanos went drinking without his sword last week and she swung it around in the garden while impersonating his voice." She had to lean on the table as girlish laughter wracked her body, continuing the story. "She nearly... Nearly knocked three flower pots off of the roof!"<br/><br/>(Luke's performance netted him At 2012-06-27 03:37:25, Crowd (uid: 11682) rolls: 1d6 Result: 4 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=39035) shaboozh worth of padpols, many cut in half for smaller transactions.)