[Hey, Zacharie. You know their number, yeah? It's your favorite customer! Or rather, the one that's willing to get their hands on the really good stuff. Older he might be, but he's got that catlike aspect to him, where he just kind of shows up even when it's not expected.
Frisk perches on the arm of the chair and flashes him a small smile.]
Fantastic weather. Lucky, I'd almost say.
[Is that still your shopping buzzword, Zacharie, or have you changed that recently?]
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Frisk perches on the arm of the chair and flashes him a small smile.]
Fantastic weather. Lucky, I'd almost say.
[Is that still your shopping buzzword, Zacharie, or have you changed that recently?]