[Another day, another unsuccessful attempt at trying to start an economy with something other than memories. Today's attempt was a little more historical, since he's starting to run out of criminal currencies to try. This is why he's heading back to the mansion with two huge bags of salt in his arms.
He almost drops the damn bags when a little kid freaking teleports in front of him though. He lets out a startled shout, but when nothing happens but a cheery greeting he glances around like he's waiting for an adult to come claim her or something.]
.........Uh. Hey. How's it hangin'?
[He's already looking for an opening to just go around her.]
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He almost drops the damn bags when a little kid freaking teleports in front of him though. He lets out a startled shout, but when nothing happens but a cheery greeting he glances around like he's waiting for an adult to come claim her or something.]
.........Uh. Hey. How's it hangin'?
[He's already looking for an opening to just go around her.]