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[zydratepeddler.livejournal.com]

*back in his dumpster, being bored*

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[zydrateaddict.livejournal.com]

It's hard out here for you, isn't it?

[zydratepeddler.livejournal.com]

*opens an eye and looks up at her, shrugging* It can be.

[zydrateaddict.livejournal.com]

Business still less than stellar?

[zydratepeddler.livejournal.com]

You'd think it would be, wouldn't you?

It's up, but it's not...stellar.

[zydrateaddict.livejournal.com]

Need a little help, then?

[zydratepeddler.livejournal.com]

I'm not likely to say no, Miss. Sweet. On anything you have to offer. *smirks*

[zydrateaddict.livejournal.com]

How's this for now?

[callmebell.livejournal.com]

Peers over the side.

Ola.

[zydratepeddler.livejournal.com]

*eyebrows, grinning a little* Hi.

[callmebell.livejournal.com]

Interestin' choice of place you got here.

[zydratepeddler.livejournal.com]

Less conspicuous than most places, I find.

[callmebell.livejournal.com]

I can see how that'd work.

You hidin' from something? Or do you just like the scenery?

[zydratepeddler.livejournal.com]

Not hiding, I'm...blending in.

People know where to find me if they want me.

[crawlupthewalls.livejournal.com]

*whistles a little*

[zydratepeddler.livejournal.com]

*opening an eye to look at her* Hey stranger. Come back for more?

[crawlupthewalls.livejournal.com]

Maybe. [Smiles] Maybe just came to see how you were doing too. You look bored.

[zydratepeddler.livejournal.com]

I am mindnumbingly bored. Though, my favorite customers been round, so the day's looking better.

[crawlupthewalls.livejournal.com]

Well that's good, darling. So do you normally hang out in a dumpster?

[zydratepeddler.livejournal.com]

Not always, but it helps...blend in.

[livingoutalie.livejournal.com]

*quietly* What do you have? *pulling out his billfold*

[zydratepeddler.livejournal.com]

*eyebrows, surely this has to be some kind of trick?* ...the usual.

[livingoutalie.livejournal.com]

*gruffly off the look* Spare me. You've served worst then GeneCo employees. *practically throws the cash at him- disgusted*

[zydratepeddler.livejournal.com]

*takes the cash and hands him the Zydrate, because hey money is money no matter who it comes from*

[livingoutalie.livejournal.com]

*snatches it quicker then Amber Sweet would have, refusing to meet his eyes*

Discretion is the better part of valor, you know... *does finally meet his eyes* If you tell anyone...

[zydratepeddler.livejournal.com]

Who am I going to tell. *shrugs, motioning zipping his lips*