12-28-2012, 08:31 AM
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Shrake
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Louis Bracken Gryffindor Sixth Year x3 x1
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Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo Lex waited with an anxious smile as the man tried to think up the price. She would've choked when she heard it but 'cept for the fact that before the left the house earlier she'd gotten into an argument with the woman and ended up 'crying' to her father. Good 'ole crocodile tears, they came in quite handy. Her father ended up giving her 5 galleons to spend how she wanted--of course she still couldn't buy more than one because well, she still had to buy candy and she didn't want to limit the amount of candy she had. The kid would rather be happy than have the woman upset. "I guess I'll take one then and see how it goes...for now I don't think it's as important as candy." GRIN.
So those two came up with the idea! Pfft. She should have known. No one else was as brilliant with pranking as them. "That was a dumb question...wasn't it...?"
This man was pretty neat. He wasn't trying to give her some lecture on buying dangerous pranks or not liking people. He was as nice as the man in the candy shop!!! The smile nearly vanished when he said the damage wouldn't be permanent. That was slightly disappointing. She felt people learnt their lesson well once they had a permanent reminder...still, this thing was pretty cool. "I see...and there's no way I could get in trouble for it....right? Like it doesn't show the owner or anything...disappears afterwards maybe...or something...?" Something that wouldn't get her grounded when Amanda went crying to her dad. Wesley could see that the price of the Demon Wonderbox wasn't awesome for her, but business was business! And she said she would take on? "Excellent!" Oh, today was a VERY good day. Yes indeed.
Aww, that wasn't a dumb question. Poor girl. "My dear, there is no such thing as a dumb question." He thought about adding some super intelligent thing to the end of those words of wisdom, but he couldn't think of anything good. So he just left it at that.
Ah, yes... Wesley was wondering when this question would come up. Would she get in trouble? Would the victim know it was HER? "If you are discovered, then however much trouble you are in does not involve me. That is why..." Wesley dug his hand around the third drawer under his counter before pulling out a piece of paper and slapping it on the counter for the girl to see. "I have a contract. By signing this, you are stating that you know that I, nor the store, am responsible for any injuries, punishments, or destruction caused by the item - in this case, the Fantabulous Demon Wonderbox." Wesley grinned at the girl and handed her a pen. "Oh, and I don't know that it will disappear. But you'll have to let me know when you find out." Teehee. |
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