>>6000278>"I'll have to think about it. If there are concerns, then I have to address them before signing off on something like that. Talk to Mike and HB as well."Karl nods.
>"Did that guy just say he serves goblins everyday?Is there a den nearby? Seems like there's a lot of local goblins."
Karl takes another drag and nods, moving his cigarette to the other side of his mouth.
<span class="mu-s">"I've seen 2 or 3 since I got here. They seem to be a form of hired security for this town. They got ternion security and goblin security. Covering all bases, I guess. Most likely, they got a deal on the security in exchange for letting the goblins set up a business here. Smart. probably safe."</span>
He rocks on his heals
<span class="mu-s">"Straight dope is both Den Tanqueray and Den Ouzo are around these parts. Two very different dens for sure. Not on the map, obviously."</span>
Karl stubs out his smoke on his shoe. Odun holds out an ashtray for him, which he nods in thanks and uses.
<span class="mu-s">"That's why we got some that are running private security and others that are throwing bombs and accepting honking boobs as a form of payment."</span>
Jorn put her hands on her knees and blushes into her empty bowl.
>"I don't get it."Richter leans over to you.
<span class="mu-r">"I was unsure at first. I believe Jorn found it funny that, in making a sarcastic or at least cynical remark about goblin's affinity for gambling, Mr Nagakura used a turn of phrase that is ALSO associated with gambling, with him also being a goblin."</span>
Jorn perks up and nods
<span class="mu-b">"Yeah, that."</span>
