Perfectly well. Got over that horrible little cold. [He makes a face, as though being sick in and of itself was a personal affront. Which it was.]
At any rate, let's make a deal. First of all ... [He pulls a small but still reasonably weighty sack of gold out of his pocket and tosses it at Chloe.]
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At any rate, let's make a deal. First of all ... [He pulls a small but still reasonably weighty sack of gold out of his pocket and tosses it at Chloe.]
Half upfront. To build trust.