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“I can’t accept any money. It’s not right.” You continue shaking your head at the speed of light. You can’t take advantage of people at their lowest! That’s not the kind of man you are!
“You’re already having a hard time, we can’t pile on your troubles.” Wilma agrees.
“Do you mean it?!” The Bride is in tears.
“…I can’t speak for her though.” You point at Matilda.
“I take my client’s secrecy with the utmost seriousness.” Matilda gets in business mode. She’s a liar, she sold you once. You won’t ever forget it. “You’re wealthy, so expect a hefty price.”
“Say it.” The Bride wipes her tears.
“<span class="mu-s">10 Gor$.</span>” Matilda asks for more than her usual rate.
“Allow me to check something first.” The Bride brings her phone out and checks the exchange rates from her country’s currency to Gordollars. “…J-Just 10?” She looks confused.
“It’s double my usual.” Matilda crosses her arms. She won’t accept a cent less.
The Bride looks at you two wondering if Matilda is not joking. You both whisper that she’s serious. The afflicted woman grabs your master’s hands.
“You must’ve had a rough life, you little sunflower…” The Bride can only imagine the suffering Matilda has gone through.
“Don’t call me <span class="mu-i">little</span>.” Matilda frowns.
“Here, have a hundred. Buy yourself something pretty.” The Bride wants the best for the entrepreneur. It’s foreign currency, so you don’t know exactly how much she gave to Matilda.
“Please, refrain from referring to me as small.” Matilda becomes polite.
“Can you tell us more about what’s going on with you? Maybe we can help.” You adjust your glasses.
“We might not seem like much. But we’re more than capable of lending a hand in the situation you are in.” Wilma is happy being an ally of justice.
“Are you certain?!” The Bride will take any help she can get!
“Our verbal contract has already been signed.” Matilda is ready to help. You feel your phone going mayhem, Odetta is upset that you’re going off the rails.
“And are you two really not interested in any monetary compensation?” The Bride can’t believe your kindness.
“Instead of money, one day in the future, when you see a hobo down on their luck, I want you to approach her and talk to her. See if they need any help.” You want to spread hobo awareness to the world.
“I’ll build a charity in your name: <span class="mu-s">the lanky, the unemployed, and the midget</span>.” The Bride promises.
“...Please, don’t.” Wilma doesn’t want it.
