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It's about 9 A.M. on a Saturday morning, and Professor Barlow has led her students into Hogsmeade to attempt to sell the Ashwinder eggs collected during class. The center is no more than a large tent with wooden counters set up to display the jars of eggs.
All of the eggs are already at the center and accounted for, even the jars labeled by the students during class. There's also enough for each student to potentially sell four extra jars. Villagers are walking nearby, and most are eyeing the center and considering a purchase.
Could this just be your lucky day?!
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It's time to make a real profit on the Ashwinder eggs you collected in class!
Directions
Meet Professor Barlow outside the barn this Saturday morning at 9 A.M. sharp. (OOC: You don't actually have to RP doing this, and I won't actually have Barlow there to meet your character.)
Together, we will walk into Hogsmeade and to the center I've set up for us to sell our eggs. (OOC: Again, we won't actually RP this.)
At the center, you'll have the opportunity to sell FIVE jars of eggs. Professor Barlow has added in enough jars, so that everyone has the opportunity to sell five.
You will receive house points for the number of jars you attempt to sell, but you can not sell more than five. You can make as many posts as you wish; however, you must make at least five to get credit. You can RP people either buying or not buying your eggs.
When you are done, please PM me a link to all posts you made either selling or attempting to sell your jars of eggs.
Be realistic. You are RPing a young student wishing to sell an ingredient to adults in the village. They won't be paying hefty amounts, and it's not realistic at all to RP them doing so. I don't want to squish your creativity, but I do want you to keep it realistic. Let's say you can't sell a jar for more than five galleons.
Finally, no one will actually be RPing the adults considering a purchase. You can just RP your own character and the actions of the villager they're trying to sell to.
Most of all, HAVE FUN! Please ready my homework guidelines here, so you'll know exactly how I'd like you to submit this.
Also, I'm really sorry about how fast this will need to go, but you only have until this Friday, May 24, to get this done. Why? Because this is happening at Hogsmeade, and that's when Hogsmeade closes. I'm not sure exactly what time it'll close, so you may want to get this done as soon as possible. The deadline to submit your links via PM is Friday, May 24 at 11:59 PM EST.
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Botros was still trying to get away from the girl and get a moment or two of silence when his eyes caught Branxton. "Mr. Branxton-- Marco!" He approached his table, nodding at the Ravenclaw and the girl nearby. "Also Ashwinder eggs, eh?" There was more to say, of course, but he didn't have the chance to. Marci came with two jars under each arm and a shining smile on her face. "Marci, dear! You bought two jars! What..." was she going to do with them exactly? Ab just stared at her, confused.
"HI!" This boy was not like the two former ones, he TALKED! Almost as efficiently as she did, saving lots of oxygen between sentences. "Yes, of course I'm with papa Botros. This is our first weekend together and he wanted to introduce me to his students. You guys are very impressive by the way, you're actually sort of working on weekends! That must be a pain." She didn't wait for the boy to speak but quickly nodded at his eggs, "Your jars look cleaner. I'm buying those to try and use them in my own beauty products! How much are your eggs for? Are you sure they're good? I don't want to buy cheap ingredients for what I'm making. I still think you should put a ribbon around the jars, they'll look more appealing to the crowd. It's a good thing they're eggs and not eyes then you'd have to use darker jars. Did you--"
Botros placed a hand on the girl's shoulder and pushed her gently to the side, "We'll take a jar." He deserved it. Anyone who listened to Marci did. Ab considered dropping few extra Knuts for the other two boys even. "My granddaughter likes to... communicate with people very much." Cue nervous chuckle as the girl tried to balance the two jars in her arms as she nodded vigorously, confirming.
Oh, they were buying a jar from him? That was his VERY FIRST JAR SOLD! "Five galleons, sir, but I'll give it to you for four because I know you're probably already paying for school supplies out of your own pocket." That's how it went for professors, at least... according to his mother it was.
Mo paused in wrapping up his very first jar, going very still as the chatty!girl was being chatty. Oh, was that what it was like to talk to him? All those questions and thoughts and not a moment to respond to them? He squinted at the girl before shrugging and tying a ribbon around the mouth of the jar. Since she wanted it and all. "We don't work all the weekends, but yeah, we're super impressive. I'm often impressed by us. But are you using the eggs in a beauty product? Do you sell them? Because to make enough product to sell, you have to buy in BULK, and I just so happen to be willing to sell in bulk. I'll sell you my last four jars for 15 galleons. That's a great deal."
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"Yup, potions." Nodnod. The blonde beamed at the grounds keeper and tilted her head slightly at the scowl. Trouble in paradise, then? Poor Mr. Firth. He did have nice hair, though. That meant he would find love again soon. Nice hair was a very good way to attract women, y'know.
Oh so they were talking in hypotheticals now, huh? Ella watched and waited, biting her lip as the man continued to ask more and more questions. She was going to keep her cool, though. Even if she wasn't completely sure about the answers she was about to give. "Well if you did buy the eggs, you'd be one happy customer." Just saying. "I'd just store them in the jar, Mr. Firth." Because they were safe and sound in there and they looked nice too. "Since unfrozen Ashwinder eggs are extremely hot and have been known to set fire to things, my opinion would be that they should stay frozen." So she was basing this answer on facts, see? She wasn't completely full of bologna. "Also, if the plan is to use the eggs for those two things I mentioned previously, they can only be used when frozen." So just another fact to help with the keep them frozen thing. As for how long they'd keep, Ella really had NO idea. "I've never heard of Ashwinder eggs going bad, Sir, so I think they'll be just fine until Christmas." Cause y'know, that's the time frame that he'd thrown out there.
...
"So, what do you think?" BROWS.
Well now, she was quite full of information, wasn't she? "Yer reasonin' seems sound enough ter me. Based on fact, tha's what I like ter see in our upper level students!" Because some of them had less common sense than that cheese cauldron guy. And that was saying something.
Right. She'd answered everything in a satisfactory manner. Now only one thing remained. "Alrigh', one las' question, then." He paused for dramatic effect, leaning in and setting his palm on the table. "How much fer a jar?" At this, Firth allowed a small smiled to creep onto his face.
Why did everyone want to buy a whole jar. It worked out crudily for her when they decided to be smart about it. Really, with her, it cost less to buy the entire thing but really, she never thought many people would want the WHOLE jar.
Here this man was proving her wrong--
STOP!!!
STOP STOP STOP
Was it just her or was Bee like TOTALLY RUINING her sale??? Um. NO. "Excuse me Sir." Because this was just a NO. It was no longer about the galleons she earned but the principle behind it. Namely, she saw him FIRST. Besides, she unfortunately had a more reasonable price. "But that's not really a deal she's offering." Nope nope nope. "She'll give you two for 7 galleons but I'm required to sell the jar for 5. Think about it Mister, you'd get 5 of 'em for 2 galleons less than what you would have paid for only two."
For once she didn't mind abiding by these sales rules. Not if it got HER the customer. "So what'd you say? You want 'em?"
Well excuse him, the lil' ladeh was addressin' him again. Saul swivelled back toward her with another dip o' th' hat. "'Snot a deal?" he repeated her, his little eyes darting toward the second girl and then back toward the first. Well why not?
"So yeh just want meh to buy five fer five? But I could have ten fer two! If it makes any dif'rence," here he started unscrewing the lid on one of the jars, "yeh can combine th' glass jars and sell me ten eggs in one jar fer six, eh?" Heh heh heh.
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As she stood there, yelling about having eggs for sell, Sky was watching as well. Watching as her classmates got visited by Professors Elwood and Botros, Mr. Firth, one of the shopkeepers and Hogwarts very own alumni, Kurumi Hollingberry. Grrr. If only she had an owl available to her right now. But no. And they were set up too far from the post office for that to help. Hopefully, her aunt would at least think to send one of her Ministry contacts down here. Maybe a MLEer themselves. Or not. Either way, she had to get these jars sold. There were house points involved, damn it! And the Puffers were in the lead. Not to mention that she was now on the Quidditch team, which meant she had to be a role model, or something like that. "Ashwinder eggs, get your Ashwinder eggs! Only five galleons a jar!" Merlin, she hoped they found whoever had stolen Hogwarts' money and got it back soon. This whole selling thing was getting ridiculous already.
Oh, those poor dearies. Having to sell stuff on the streets because whoever handled Hogwarts' funds was too dumb to diversify. Really, how hard would it have been to invest some of it in the potions market? Anywho, they were here now. Vanessa approached the most discouraged looking one. "I'll take a jar," she said, holding out five galleons.
Ha, this one was slightly more polite than the last guy. "Thank you, mam." She took the coins and handed the woman a jar. "Have a nice rest of the day." 'Cause, you know, she seemed to actually know how a business worked. And two down....
"No, thank you." She had a potion that she was working on and was having a heck of a time finding the eggs. And this was the perfect amount for what she needed.
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Well now, she was quite full of information, wasn't she? "Yer reasonin' seems sound enough ter me. Based on fact, tha's what I like ter see in our upper level students!" Because some of them had less common sense than that cheese cauldron guy. And that was saying something.
Right. She'd answered everything in a satisfactory manner. Now only one thing remained. "Alrigh', one las' question, then." He paused for dramatic effect, leaning in and setting his palm on the table. "How much fer a jar?" At this, Firth allowed a small smiled to creep onto his face.
Ella was just watching Mr. Firth. She was maybe a bit on edge because she was expecting more questions and really, she was sort of grasping at straws at this point. Her information bank had been tapped so homegirl needed to be cut some slack, okay? Okay.
Blink.
Yeah? "I'm really glad you think so, Sir." GRIN! All that studying paid off, it seemed. "I did quite a bit of reading on the subject so...I'm glad it shows." And that he'd noticed. Thanks very much. ^___^
Blink. Blink.
One more question? Ella forced a smile and nodded. "Of course." GRINNNNNNN. She'd totally hooked him. "5 galleons a jar, Mr. Firth." Nodnod. "But since you do such a good job at school, I'd be willing to make it 4." Just saying.
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Well excuse him, the lil' ladeh was addressin' him again. Saul swivelled back toward her with another dip o' th' hat. "'Snot a deal?" he repeated her, his little eyes darting toward the second girl and then back toward the first. Well why not?
"So yeh just want meh to buy five fer five? But I could have ten fer two! If it makes any dif'rence," here he started unscrewing the lid on one of the jars, "yeh can combine th' glass jars and sell me ten eggs in one jar fer six, eh?" Heh heh heh.
And now he was just saying things that got her all kinds of bothered. Just how many times would she say 'no' today? Merlin, he was beginning to remind her of both the rude man that left without buying anything and the other rude man who just took a jar and dropped some galleons on the counter.
There was a slight scowl.
"I stand to lose if I do that. Sorry. No." And She wouldn't understand why Bee would want to waste two jars like that. It was hardly a gain. You'd think that since they got to keep the money they'd try to get as much as possible. It was almost enough to make her shake her head. First Laura then her. Two dim people being allowed to sell in one day. Pity.
"You're a grown up, you know how the business world works and at the end of the day we all need a decent paycheck. I'm not lowering them anymore just to out sell her because I'll have made less than her and only you will benefit." As it stood, she was FAR too selfish to let that happen. "I'm still offering a jar for 5 galleons and you can still buy her eggs but you should buy mine too otherwise you stand the chance of hurting my fragile self-esteem that's only now budding--I was twelve just a couple months ago, still young and impressionable. Who knows, you might be the reason I turn into a Dark Wizard and terrorize the entire wizarding world. I have excellent memory, I'll remember you then too. Think about it." And she added a solemn nod to that too. It's was only five galleons. No need to be cheap.
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Jory had just one more jar to sell and he was hoping he would get it sold. He kept a keen eye out for an opportunity. He just didn't want to come in contact with no more rude kids. He looked at the jar. "Hopefully, you'll be off soon, jar of eggs.''
But no one seemed to be stopping by him at that moment. The badger figured he would have to open his mouth and bellow out about the eggs and maybe even offer a discount. Just as he was about to do that, however, an old man stopped not far from him and was looking at the students with a puzzled explanation. "Can I help you, Sir?'' Jory asked, grabbing the man's attention before anyone else could.
The man shuffled up to Jory. "What's going on here?'' he asked in a loud voice. "What are these thing in these jars?''
"We're students at Hogwarts, and we're selling fresh Ashwinder eggs,'' Jory explained patiently. "Would you like to buy my last jar?''
The old guy stared at the seventh year. "Now why would I want to do that?'' he asked in that loud voice of his. "Got no use for such things.'' He looked around at the other students and shook his head and began to shuffle away.
"It's five galleons a jar but I could give you for four instead. You can give it to a family member, or something,'' Jory called to the man's retreating back. But it was no use.
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Tucker was a bit disappointed that he hadn't sold all his jars yet...he'd been here almost half an hour. Maybe sales was a bit harder than he thought it was. Just when he was about to open his mouth and yell out an advertisement when a young man approached him.
"Hey man, are you selling the ashwinder eggs too?" he asked him. Tucker smiled and nodded.
"Why yes I am. Interested in some? Fresh and only a fe--"
"Yes, I'll take two jars please!" the man said, taking out his galleons and tossing a 10 galleon piece at him. He took the two jars greedily in his arms and then scurried away.
Well, that had been a bit odd but hey, double sale! He had one more jar to go and he was done!
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The sighing was increasingly occurring by the time Ab and his granddaughter made it to the main street. The girl would not. Stop. Talking. For. A. Minute. Now he knew why her mother preferred her to stay over at his and learn more about something called 'SILENCE'. Only Botros was not one to dampen a youth's spirit. He just pretended to listen some times. Other times he would point out something interesting which cause the twenty one years old to shift the topic to that something, and a new cycle began. There was no escape.
Well, there was! "Oh look! My students are... here!" He spoke quickly, cutting the girl mid-sentence.
"..and then I said, 'no, you didn't' but she wouldn't believe me! And she said, yeah, I-- hmm?" Marci was in the middle of an explanation about why her outfit was incomplete today. Grandpa must've noticed the awful bare top of her head, she caught him looking at her several times as they walked down this village and she just couldn't handle NOT telling him. He had to know about Stephanie and her bratty attitude, the girl was so over-spoiled with a capital O. She even reached the exciting point where he'd know how Marci knew that Stephanie was the last one who borrowed her beret and ruined it! Oh but no worries, there was some kind of rally here!
"Are those your students, papa? They look... hardworking. Isn't it weekend in England at this time? I'm sure it is. I checked. OH. Did I tell you that mom got me this weird calender thingie? It just automatically reminds me of the date, just like a rememberall but fancier. I asked her if they had golden ones with stars, but she didn't answer yet. I don't like this owling thing, it takes ages." Marci made a gesture for her Grandpa as in 'excuse me' and skipped down the line of tables and unkempt students screaming about Ashwinder eggs.
"HI!" She chirped to no one in particular, just ALL of them. She had money! And she liked collecting weird things! besides, grandpa said Hoggie was in a financial crisis and students were trying to help their school. Marci was nothing if not a helper to the unfortunate.
That was a noisy little kid accompanying Botros to Hogsmeade today, and Alice's gaze was immediately drawn to her while she waited for customers to come, adjusting her good egg hat yet again. She STILL refused to yell to attract attention, so she sat there and continued clearing her throat rather loudly while watching the pair of them buy eggs from other students. They were being in pretty colored jars over here, too, tiny girl, and GOOD ones as well. Her hat said so.
The hat, obviously, was the clincher here.
But no one was COMING to her and she finally gave in. She could lure them over there without screaming, though, yeah? "Those are some lovely eggs you've purchased there, miss," Alice informed the small person when she was close enough, speaking matter-of-factly and trying to sell to the young one instead of her professor. Mostly because she probably had her grandfather wrapped around her little finger (and she knew all about that, the fifth year had one of those, too). "What're you getting them all for? Making something with them, I assume? Because if you were, you'd need good eggs." She tapped her hat knowingly, just so little miss Botros knew she'd be getting the best eggs around if she got them here.
Then she pushed forward a couple more jars of the prettiest colored jars that little girls would possibly like.
And waited to be given money.
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Minerva took a deep breath trying to calm from her encounter with her cousin. She couldn't believe of all places it was here while she was selling Ashwinder eggs that she would run into Leelee. Well no matter, she had to get back to the homework and these four jars she still needed to sell.
Seeing a man wondering around looking curious she picked up a jar and walked around the table smiling, "Hello there, having a good day?" She was becoming more comfortable at this, but once you face Leelee you get a feeling of being able to do anything. "I was wondering if I could have a moment of your time. See my classmates and I are selling these Ashwinder eggs for our class and I was wondering if you would be interested in buying a jar."
The man was just walking minding his own busines when all of a sudden there was a girl next to him, speaking to him about eggs. He looked at her oddly and gave a sort of grunt at first. Eyeing the tables, the students, and then really getting a look at her. Hogwarts students maybe, "You said eggs, why would you be selling eggs."
Minerva kept her smile and held up the jar, "Well it was for a class project, we had to freeze the Ashwinder eggs and now we are doing a learning experience of selling them. They are 5 galleons a jar. Would you be interested."
The man eyed her and thought it over, "Five galleons you say." Not a bad price, but what did he need eggs for. Still thinking it over he gave the girl a smile, "I can't say no to a learning experience, how about you give me two jars." Reaching into his pocket he pulled out his money Handing her ten galleons, "I hope you enjoy your learning experience." He said before taking the jars and walking off.
Minerva's smile grew as he said he would take not one jar, but two. Wow this guy was super nice. Taking his money she handed him the two jars. "Thank you and you have a fantastic day sir."
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But maybe he didn't need to spend ten whole galleons. "Seven galleons fer two," Saul repeated, setting the first girl's jar down with a thud. "Well I'll be, lil ladeh, is that a square deal?"
He spat in his empty hand and held it out fer her t' shake.
More eyebrows for you, Mister...whatever-your-name-is-but-you-have-an-awesome-hat-nevertheless.
"Seven galleons for two jars, yes." She repeated and offered the man a sweet smile. And yes, it was absolutely a square deal! "Of course, sir. I'm selling you two jars with ten eggs total for seven galleons. That is a neat bargain considering I should be giving each jar away for 5 galleons." So, he was saving three if he bought from her. Technically, one jar had six and she was selling that for 4 galleons, the second one only had 4 and that was why she moved it down to 3 galleons. Either way, it was still a total of ten eggs AT 7 galleons! It was a fair bargain.
So....was it time to wrap the two jars just yet?
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Twitch.
Why did everyone want to buy a whole jar. It worked out crudily for her when they decided to be smart about it. Really, with her, it cost less to buy the entire thing but really, she never thought many people would want the WHOLE jar.
Here this man was proving her wrong--
STOP!!!
STOP STOP STOP
Was it just her or was Bee like TOTALLY RUINING her sale??? Um. NO. "Excuse me Sir." Because this was just a NO. It was no longer about the galleons she earned but the principle behind it. Namely, she saw him FIRST. Besides, she unfortunately had a more reasonable price. "But that's not really a deal she's offering." Nope nope nope. "She'll give you two for 7 galleons but I'm required to sell the jar for 5. Think about it Mister, you'd get 5 of 'em for 2 galleons less than what you would have paid for only two."
For once she didn't mind abiding by these sales rules. Not if it got HER the customer. "So what'd you say? You want 'em?"
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Well excuse him, the lil' ladeh was addressin' him again. Saul swivelled back toward her with another dip o' th' hat. "'Snot a deal?" he repeated her, his little eyes darting toward the second girl and then back toward the first. Well why not?
"So yeh just want meh to buy five fer five? But I could have ten fer two! If it makes any dif'rence," here he started unscrewing the lid on one of the jars, "yeh can combine th' glass jars and sell me ten eggs in one jar fer six, eh?" Heh heh heh.
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And now he was just saying things that got her all kinds of bothered. Just how many times would she say 'no' today? Merlin, he was beginning to remind her of both the rude man that left without buying anything and the other rude man who just took a jar and dropped some galleons on the counter.
There was a slight scowl.
"I stand to lose if I do that. Sorry. No." And She wouldn't understand why Bee would want to waste two jars like that. It was hardly a gain. You'd think that since they got to keep the money they'd try to get as much as possible. It was almost enough to make her shake her head. First Laura then her. Two dim people being allowed to sell in one day. Pity.
"You're a grown up, you know how the business world works and at the end of the day we all need a decent paycheck. I'm not lowering them anymore just to out sell her because I'll have made less than her and only you will benefit." As it stood, she was FAR too selfish to let that happen. "I'm still offering a jar for 5 galleons and you can still buy her eggs but you should buy mine too otherwise you stand the chance of hurting my fragile self-esteem that's only now budding--I was twelve just a couple months ago, still young and impressionable. Who knows, you might be the reason I turn into a Dark Wizard and terrorize the entire wizarding world. I have excellent memory, I'll remember you then too. Think about it." And she added a solemn nod to that too. It's was only five galleons. No need to be cheap.
Okay, maybe not yet....Lex was still contesting and all Beezus did was just listen in amusement with a rather wide smirk plastered to her face.
Then she chuckled....the Gryffindor was guilt-tripping the man!
Snooooort.
She couldn't have that. She was giving the man a very good bargain here and a younger peer wasn't going to get in her way. This wasn't a classroom where she had to look after them and make sure they earned something. They were all businessmen and businesswomen here and this was real business going on. Surely, Lex, understood that?
Back to the man. Oh, hey. Face here...this is where the real deal is.
"Sir, I'm sure you don't want to argue with this little girl any further." And then she bent down to get the two jars from behind her table and lifted it up on the surface. "One jar with 6 eggs, the other, unfortunately only with 4... But you still have a sum of 10. You'll take this for 7 galleons, yes?" Add in the cheerful smile and she was more than sure she'd close this deal.
Oh, and....a wink for you, Lexa-doll. The business world is harsh. You can't get everyone to always like what you have for them so, in ways, you have to tweak a few things to meet their demands. After all, the customer is always right.
No one had approached her yet, so she continued to hoot and holler about the eggs. "Eggs for sale! Snake eggs! Special eggs! Frozen eggs!" Those all sounded like interesting things for eggs to be, so she was sure someone would meander nearer soon.
And just like clockwork, they did.
A young man with a book bag slung over his shoulder browsed the student tables. He was in a hurry and didn't really need to be shopping, but he was curious. Sue him. He approached a girl who seemed to be fairly well put together, with that sign and everything, and asked what was going on. "Excuse me, but what are these?"
She noticed the bag he was carrying and wondered if he was in University. I wonder what he studies... She wasn't sure what she wanted to study after school. The whole idea excited and terrified her at the same time. But before she could get too lost in her thoughts, she answered him. "These are Ashwinder eggs, sir. Freshly collected, yesterday. They're great for potions!"Or so I've heard. She smiled widely at him and pushed further. "We're only selling them today, then we have to go back to school." Maybe he'd gone to Hogwarts too? "Would you like to buy a jar for five galleons? They don't expire, ever, so it's sort of like an investment." She was getting better at this.
He chuckled at her sales pitch. She was doing a good job, even if he didn't really need any of the eggs. With another chuckle he said, "Back to school, huh? I'll bet you're in Ravenclaw. I was too." He picked up a jar and held it to close to his eyes to look at the eggs. "I don't remember ever selling anything while I was at Hogwarts. Why are you doing so now?" He raised an eyebrow at her, trying to figure out what was going on. Not that he thought the kids were scamming him, it was just...odd.
She grew a bit bashful when he pinned her as a Claw. Did I seem too...detailed or something? She turned her head slightly and asked, "How could you tell?" It was pretty neat that he was a Claw too though. "We're selling them because Hogwarts is having a, er, funding problem at the moment apparently, so the students are required to pay for things at the school that we normally aren't. It's been sort of...different this year." She didn't want to sound too disrespectful towards the school so she left it at that. "So how about it?" she said with a wink. WOAH, did I just, was that kind of flirty or ? Weird.
He smirked at her inquisitiveness. "Oh, I can always spot a fellow Eagle." His brow furrowed as he listened to her go on about the school. Funding problem?"Well that sounds...crummy. I'm sorry to hear that..." He sat the jar back down and made a mental note to investigate this situation when he was done with his thesis paper that week. And did she just? This little girl just winked at me? He was amused. Clearly she had no idea what she'd done, judging by the color in her face and the confusion in her eyes. He lolled his head back and teased her, "Cheeky aren't we?" He laughed and reached a hand into his pocket. "All right then, fine, you sold me. Happy now?" He smirked again and put the jar in his bag.
Glad he took that well. She kept her expression more reserved now, save for the one last big successful smile she gave him when he put the money on the table. "Yes, very happy. Thank you very much!" She added the five galleons to her pile and added before he left, "And um, have a good time scouting out all the other Claws!" Yeah it was weird, but that's all she could think to say. And she was hungry, so that might've been throwing her off. Could she eat these?
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Dylan...wasn't too siked about spending some of the Hogsmeade weekend selling eggs. Truth be told, if it were up to him, he'd had personally keep all the ashwinder eggs for himself...and count them as money saved. Surely the Slytherin would find potions to used them in...or just use them for experimentation. There was that, too.
When he got to the center with everyone else, they'd already set up and he was just left to stare at all that they were doing. Did this mean he'd need to make sales pitches, too? That wasn't the line of work Dylan wanted to do...What did THAT matter?
Ugh. Why was he complaining so much? Ergh.
Of course, he had his bag with him...five jars of eggs carefully nestled down into it...He was already pulling his wand to conjure a table when the Captain caught sight of his newly renamed Chaser. Odessa.
"Mate, share a table with me?" It was a question, of course. Dylan didn't want to invade the younger boys space...just in case. They'd had a talk and all was well now...but one could never know about these things. Also, was sharing tables allowed? He had no idea...
...and why were the jars covered? He pondered all these things.
"Yeah of course." West said, indicating the table where he was set up. He raised his eyebrows from behind the sunglasses he wore. "If you want to try something a little.... different." Really. He was thinking outside the box here, given he wanted to make money but not limit himself by running out of stock or competing with everyone else, that was just silly.
What was different exactly? West was still being mysterious and not hollering at customers to come over. He was also still wearing his sunglasses. The thing was, he was also trying to target people that weren't interested in buying eggs. The gamblers were definitely a good market. Also the greedy. They were his target too. And the naturally curious.
"Put yours under the cloth too, if you wanna join me." West said seriously.
Then he put a sign in front of the covered jars, one that he'd charmed to be animated. It was all about the flare and the show after all.
Only 6 sickles a guess!
13 sickles gets you three guesses!
6 wrong guesses gets you a consolation prize!
Buy a hint for just 1 galleon!
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After the nice woman left, Sky returned to staring at the students with the professors. Actually, glaring was more like it. Hey McGreedys, hows about you share the wealth, hmm? And of course, it was Ravenclaws and Gryffindors. Typical. Was it some kind of rule the smartest and the bravest also had to be the stingiest? Welp, it was time to fix that. "Hey, Professor Botros, Mr. Firth! Have some good, quality Slytherin eggs here!" Because everything Slytherin was the best DUH! Good solid argument there. Plus, wasn't the staff supposed to be fair to everyone, regardless of house? Yeah, thought so.
And smirk and thumbs up to you, Odessa and Captain.
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"HI!" Again! Marci moved closer to the boy and flashed him a smile of rainbows and fluffy clouds and happy. "Ashwinder eggs? I think I can add an egg or two to my collection. I bet I can get Mrs. Ali to use them in her beauty products, I just wouldn't want which product she would use them in. It's sort of disturbing to look at. Did you try using dark jars for those instead of glass ones? I bet it'd draw more customers this way. I mean, if Papa didn't point out that you're his students, I wouldn't have stopped. OH! You can tie a ribbon around each jar! The kids will love it and nag their parents to get them Ashwinder eggs even if they don't know what it's for. Oh wait a minute, what did you just say?" There was no stop button anywhere, the blonde just continued talking and grabbing one of the jars in the process. "FIVE galleons per egg? What am I buying? An Ellsberry kit?" That was for MUCH MUCH more than 5 galleons but a boy wouldn't know. Unless he wore make up and cared for his... beauty. "But for the sake of your school, I will pay. I actually just had my coins traded in the bank. One would think you won't need your parents' help once you get a job. Big. Lie. Ever. What will seventy galleons a month do to me? You see these boots? They're more than fifty galleons. I don't shop at troll's place for fashion." SNORT. She handed the boy five galleons and waved goodbye. "It was really a pleasure to meet you! I know I haven't introduced myself or my name but I'm sure you don't care. As a vendor, your job is just buying things. And studying in a bankrupt school. I totally get it. But just in case you were curious, my name is Marci. I really wish you luck in your further sales. Try the ribbon thing and dark jar." One last flashing smile and then she skipped away to another table.
Clement kind of stared at the girl. Oh wow. Oh wow. She could speak. He was a bit overwhelmed to be honest. He blinked a little, staring at the girl. Wait. She thought it was five galleon for one? "Oh no no no...." He shook his head, pointing down to the jar. "It's 5 galleons for six. There's six in a jar." Because he knew 1 egg for 5 galleons was a lot of money. He smiled at the girl. It seemed that she was buying one from him anyway, so that was okay. "Perfect." He nodded, handing one of the jars over to her. "It's okay....I'm glad of your custom." He was of course. Now they he had more money to use in the school. He'd be able to eat properly now. Not that he could really have all the puddings he wanted anymore. He was sure he could sneak one in.
"Bye..." He murmured, waving a little. He thought about the ribbon thing, and nodded, before quickly conjuring a couple of ribbons. Bending down to the table, he wrapped the silver and green ribbons around the tops of the jars. Ahh. Now they looked nice and pretty. Now to get a new person. There was a nice man walking down. "Ashwinder eggs sir?" Yes. Come on over.
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Oh, they were buying a jar from him? That was his VERY FIRST JAR SOLD! "Five galleons, sir, but I'll give it to you for four because I know you're probably already paying for school supplies out of your own pocket." That's how it went for professors, at least... according to his mother it was.
Mo paused in wrapping up his very first jar, going very still as the chatty!girl was being chatty. Oh, was that what it was like to talk to him? All those questions and thoughts and not a moment to respond to them? He squinted at the girl before shrugging and tying a ribbon around the mouth of the jar. Since she wanted it and all. "We don't work all the weekends, but yeah, we're super impressive. I'm often impressed by us. But are you using the eggs in a beauty product? Do you sell them? Because to make enough product to sell, you have to buy in BULK, and I just so happen to be willing to sell in bulk. I'll sell you my last four jars for 15 galleons. That's a great deal."
Professor Botros got a nod and a wink.
"YES! I mean, no. I don't sell them." She giggled at the mere idea. "I'm just experimenting. I will sell them as soon as I can confirm they're not a hazard on humans though! Or maybe I can offer my invention -when I have one- to one of those companies! I'll have my face on a few hundreds ft long building!Oh, I think you're right! I need to buy in bulk. What if my whole invention depended on those last two jars? Grandpa?" She didn't wait for Ab to reply or even nod, her hand slipped into her tiny pocket and she slammed five galleons on his table. Grandpa would pay the other five. "I'll take two jars. It was really nice meeting you, Marco. I would say white and fair colors suit you very much, your face makes people trust you really quickly so why not compliment your natural gifts with better clothes? Hmm? I know those things, I spent half my life shopping and going to fashion shows. It comes naturally to me! Have a nice day and let's hope you don't get lice in Hogwarts." With a bright smile she left her grandpa to handle the jars, because GUESS WHAT? There was a girl with a fascinating hat on nearby!
Botros sighed and gave his student an encouraging arm pat before handing him five galleons. "I appreciate the gesture, son, but it's okay really. Five galleons it is." Ab knew this was for a good cause and he wouldn't hold back on chipping in, in every possible way. "That was a very good bargaining. Your skill is almost as good as your Galdr chanting." Smiling and tapping both jars with his cane to shrink them. "I need to get her out of here before she drives the kids mad." And there she was staring at Alice's egg hat... oh, not good.
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That was a noisy little kid accompanying Botros to Hogsmeade today, and Alice's gaze was immediately drawn to her while she waited for customers to come, adjusting her good egg hat yet again. She STILL refused to yell to attract attention, so she sat there and continued clearing her throat rather loudly while watching the pair of them buy eggs from other students. They were being in pretty colored jars over here, too, tiny girl, and GOOD ones as well. Her hat said so.
The hat, obviously, was the clincher here.
But no one was COMING to her and she finally gave in. She could lure them over there without screaming, though, yeah? "Those are some lovely eggs you've purchased there, miss," Alice informed the small person when she was close enough, speaking matter-of-factly and trying to sell to the young one instead of her professor. Mostly because she probably had her grandfather wrapped around her little finger (and she knew all about that, the fifth year had one of those, too). "What're you getting them all for? Making something with them, I assume? Because if you were, you'd need good eggs." She tapped her hat knowingly, just so little miss Botros knew she'd be getting the best eggs around if she got them here.
Then she pushed forward a couple more jars of the prettiest colored jars that little girls would possibly like.
And waited to be given money.
"Merlin's pants! Your cap! It's brilliant! Where did you get it? Did you make it? Is it for sale? Oh, I wish I could buy it! I can give you five galleons for it, I can't just focus on the eggs when I'm not wearing a similar egg hat! It gives you this--" Marci struggled for a moment trying to come up with a word, "--funky look! It'll be SO great if I get out of here with a dozen jars and an egg hat on my head. Now I know why Merlin didn't want me to wear my beret! It's destined, I think. If five galleons aren't enough, I can pay twelve. I can't pay more than that now because we still need to stop by the three broomsticks and have something to eat. Papa didn't tell me there was a sale here, if he had I would've brought more money. Can you believe how lucky you and me are? You want to sell things and I want to buy them!" The twenty one year old flashed the girl a dazzling grin. SEE? Everything was so clear! "Your jars are more colorful and neat than the rest of the boys but I think it's because we, girls, know how to present things better. It's not their fault they forget about beauty. Especially when they're this young. But I want to buy your hat. You can break one of the jars and assume it was bought instead if you want."
Botros, from where he stood by Mo's table, shook his head. "Hello Captain Fischer. That's Marci, my granddaughter. Marci, you can't tell her to do that. She offered you her egg jars." He chastised and waited for them to close the deal.
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After the nice woman left, Sky returned to staring at the students with the professors. Actually, glaring was more like it. Hey McGreedys, hows about you share the wealth, hmm? And of course, it was Ravenclaws and Gryffindors. Typical. Was it some kind of rule the smartest and the bravest also had to be the stingiest? Welp, it was time to fix that. "Hey, Professor Botros, Mr. Firth! Have some good, quality Slytherin eggs here!" Because everything Slytherin was the best DUH! Good solid argument there. Plus, wasn't the staff supposed to be fair to everyone, regardless of house? Yeah, thought so.
And smirk and thumbs up to you, Odessa and Captain.
"Hello there, miss!" He did remember her from his classes. Also a very good runester. Botros smiled apologetically and gestured toward his granddaughter. "I'm sorry, dear. She already bought four jars. We're all egged out today." Unless Fischer fools her into buying more... "But good luck anyways."
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Daichi followed the rest of the class away from Hogwarts and towards Hogsmeade with a small smile in a long time. This was the first time he had done homework outside of the castle grounds and it was good to be out. Even if it was a little cold.
He had five jars in his bag that he could sell and without a moment waiting he quickly found a place to sell. Finding a spot he thought was relatively good because it was near the entrance of Hogsmeade , he took the jars of eggs out of his bag and placed them in front of him.
Alright, here he went~
"ASHWINDER EGGS! BUY HERE YOUR ASHWINDER EGGS!" he shouted, trying to get over the voices of the other students. "COME ON THEY ARE CHEAP" liar.
It didn't take long for the first person to arrive. It seemed that the woman had just wandered inside Hogsmeade and seemed a little shocked at the situation of students selling eggs. With a sly grin, Daichi knew that this was his oppertunity.
"Hello, Miss! Want to buy a jar of Ashwinder eggs?" he called as he motioned the woman to come to him with his arm.
"Oh? You lot are selling them oh how fun! that reminds me of my own time as a student, you know young man you really remember me of someone."
eeeh...right.... Daichi just stared at the older woman. "I do?" he asked, he couldn't help himself because he was curious after all.
"Yes, young man, you remind me of..my old puppy, his name was Eddy. you really have that puppy look in your eyes ..oooh are those ashwinder eggs?"
...More staring on Daichi's side. Was he just called a puppy? Old people were weird! Besides , puppies weren't cool, now if she had said he looked like a cute duck he would have given her a jar for free , hehe. "I'd like to buy one from you" The woman told him and it was then that another costumer , a man had come to check out what he was selling.
"Thank you!" Daichi smiled "It normally cost five galleons but i have a special discount for you. One jar for four galleons please"
The woman dug in to her purse and took out a leather wallet. She handed over the money and Daichi placed them in his pocket. "Thank you very much, enjoy the eggs!" He waved his hand at the nice old lady when in the corner of his eyes he saw that the man who had come earlier had picked up a jar and held it in front of him.
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The man that he had seen really took his time to come over. It was like he was walking in slow motion or something. Clement frowned, ready to try and sell to someone else when the man eventually got to see his table. "Hello sir." The slytherin smiled, trying to be as polite as possible. That was the way to get sales after all. "Fancy some ashwinder eggs?" He murmured, motioning out in in between them at the jars he had remaining. "5 galleons for one jar, and there is six eggs in a jar." So it didn't seem that bad a price for him. Not really. He smiled at the man. Oh wow. His jaw was going to end up hurting soon. But if all the smiling worked, and got him a sale it was worth it.
"5 galleons you say?" The man murmured, picking one jar up, and examining it, before nodding. "Good deal." He murmured, reaching into his pocket and pulling 5 galleons out. He handed them to Clement, before he smiled, and wandered off. These would be perfect for his potion.
"Goodbye Sir." Cle smiled, though it was a little smaller now because his cheeks were aching. As the man walked away, Cle pocketed the galleons, and waited to serve his next customer.
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"I need to sell this one before i can go back to the castle" said Sonea to herself while she watched all the people who were walking around her, she searching for somebody who seemed to be interested in what she was doing and spotted a man who was watching her. Quickly she faked a smile and ran toward the man with the Jar in her hands.
"Sir, are you interested in this Ashwinder egg? I need to sell it for a school project and you are helping me a lot if you want to buy it from me." Sonea repeated the story she had used while she tried to sell a egg to a other costomer and hopefully it would work with this man.
Sir: "Oh, and what is the price from this egg?"
The man seemed interested and Sonea smiled even wider at the man. "You can have it for 5 galleons" said Sonea calmly, as if it was a normal price for a simple egg.
Sir: "No, i can't do that, that is too much, i can give you 3 galleons for it and nothing more."
Sonea stared at the man and tried to find out if he meant what he was saying or that he just wanted to negotiate with her. But eventually decided Sonea that it would be better to accept the price from the man and nodded. "Okay, you can have it for 3 Galleons" nodded Sonea and accepted the money from the man and gave him the jar with the egg.
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Ella was just watching Mr. Firth. She was maybe a bit on edge because she was expecting more questions and really, she was sort of grasping at straws at this point. Her information bank had been tapped so homegirl needed to be cut some slack, okay? Okay.
Blink.
Yeah? "I'm really glad you think so, Sir." GRIN! All that studying paid off, it seemed. "I did quite a bit of reading on the subject so...I'm glad it shows." And that he'd noticed. Thanks very much. ^___^
Blink. Blink.
One more question? Ella forced a smile and nodded. "Of course." GRINNNNNNN. She'd totally hooked him. "5 galleons a jar, Mr. Firth." Nodnod. "But since you do such a good job at school, I'd be willing to make it 4." Just saying.
The girl looked like she'd taken an overdose of U-No-Poo. Plus she seemed to have something in her eye with all that blinking she was doing. Ah, there's a bit of relaxing. "Well it definitely shows, so yeh should be proud of yerself." It figured. Badger. Hard worker.
And there she went with the blinking again. She should probably go find a mirror and check out those eyes. But then she was grinning big time, so maybe it had come out suddenly. "5 Galleons a jar?" Well, how many were even in that jar? He peered at it, trying to size up whether or not it would be enough for both Hecate and Cecelia.
Perhaps she saw him mentally debating, because she then lowered her price, albeit with an exceptional excuse. "Tell yeh what. I'll give yeh four Galleons fer the jar," he plunked 4 large coins on the table, "an' yeh can keep the fifth fer yerself a reward fer such excellent salesmanship." A fifth Galleon was added to the small pile in front of the Captain. Yes, he'd just paid for her to get into her common room the rest of the year, basically.
Oichi felt mortified that she was gonna have to sell aashwinder eggs for homework. They're used in love potions and and can cause fires and very few people have ague. She tried to put on a brave face recieving the 5 ashwinder eggs in jars. SHe then started to walk the streets of Hogsmeade trying to build up the courage to try and sell something she felt adamantly against.
"EGGS get your Magical Eggs here, only 5 galleons." Laura was at a lost as to what to do she still had a couple of Jar left and no one was buying surely someone would buy from here. "My Professor told me if I didn't sell the Jars, I would have no supper for a week, so please buy." Laura pouted looking out towards the crowd, hopefully the Professor wasn't there.
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Clement's sales had kind of taken a bit of a standstill at the moment. He really did not know why. He frowned, poking his jars. He only had one left. It couldn't be that hard to sell this last one. He frowned, poking it again. Come on dude. Sell yourself. It even had pretty ribbons on it. Slytherin pride to the top right? So. It needed to sell. Because he didn't really have much use for it. Sure he loved potions, but he didn't really need the eggs. Ahh. There was a lady coming over...oh no. She'd gone to the person next to him. "Ashwinder eggs for sale." He murmured, kind of shouting but not too much. He wanted to get some attention, but not shout down people's ears. It kind of worked, a passer by looked up, then shook her head and carried on walking. Well that really was not cool. He frowned, rearranging her one jar, though it didn't take long. There wasn't much he could do with just one jar. Ahh. Someone had come over. "Hello Ma'am."
"Hello dear..." The woman, who looked kind of crazy beamed at him, looking down at the eggs. "Quail eggs you say? Oh I do love a good quail egg." She murmured, nodding intently.
Clement stared a little. He had not said that. "No. Ashwinder eggs. Not for eating... for potions." He really did not know if one would want to eat an ashwinder egg. He was just selling them. "5 galleons for the last jar..." Though he wasn't too sure if the woman would want them. Not if they weren't quail eggs.
"Oh no...." The lady frowned, shaking her head. "i want quail eggs..." And then without much other thought she turned around, and walked away.
"Well...that was useless." Clement sighed, rolling his eyes. What a silly woman. He shook his head, and looked out for another customer. Hopefully one that would actually want to buy his final jar.
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Alright so Min had sold three jars already. As she looked down she noticed she had two left. Hmm looking around it seemed the other students had people. She wondered if she would be able to sell the other two or not.
Then seeing a lady with a small child Minerva smiled, "Hello, would you like to buy some Ashwinder eggs? It was for our class project." She always liked to say about the class project, because it seemed they were a little nicer when you brought up school.
The woman wasn't looking towards the group of students when she heard a voice that seemed to be talking to her. Looking up she noticed a pink haired girl.. Was her hair really pink? Trying to focus on anything, but the hair she looked at the jars. "I'm sorry, I did't hear everything you said, what are you doing here?"
Minerva smiled at the lady and at her child, "I was just asking if you would be interested in some Ashwinder eggs. We froze them in class and now are selling them." Giving the child a smile she looked back at that woman.
The woman shook her head, [b]"No.. I don't think I need any, but thank you." Just as she was going to walk away, her daughter tugged at her leg begging to get them. "We have no use for them dear." The little girl did not give up and her mother looked frustrated and embarrassed, "Alright.. alright.. I guess I could get a jar and use it for something.. How much are they."
Minerva noticed she looked a bit annoyed, but she was going to buy them, so no complaining there. "They are 5 galleons a jar."
The woman reached into her purse and pulled out five galleons, "Here.. here take these.." quickly handing the money to Minerva the woman took the jar and handed it to the little girl, "Now don't you dare drop this." Gave a small annoyed smile and headed on her way.
Minerva smiled as the woman walked away, she felt a bit bad that she was annoyed by her own child, but hey, she still bought the jar, so it was not bad at last for Min.
And now he was just saying things that got her all kinds of bothered. Just how many times would she say 'no' today? Merlin, he was beginning to remind her of both the rude man that left without buying anything and the other rude man who just took a jar and dropped some galleons on the counter.
There was a slight scowl.
"I stand to lose if I do that. Sorry. No." And She wouldn't understand why Bee would want to waste two jars like that. It was hardly a gain. You'd think that since they got to keep the money they'd try to get as much as possible. It was almost enough to make her shake her head. First Laura then her. Two dim people being allowed to sell in one day. Pity.
"You're a grown up, you know how the business world works and at the end of the day we all need a decent paycheck. I'm not lowering them anymore just to out sell her because I'll have made less than her and only you will benefit." As it stood, she was FAR too selfish to let that happen. "I'm still offering a jar for 5 galleons and you can still buy her eggs but you should buy mine too otherwise you stand the chance of hurting my fragile self-esteem that's only now budding--I was twelve just a couple months ago, still young and impressionable. Who knows, you might be the reason I turn into a Dark Wizard and terrorize the entire wizarding world. I have excellent memory, I'll remember you then too. Think about it." And she added a solemn nod to that too. It's was only five galleons. No need to be cheap.
Merlin's beard! Saul was gettin' a lecture from this lil ladeh here. What had he done ter deserve this? Was it 'cause he touched 'er jars? He promptly removed his hand from th' jar and went back ter just clutchin' his wallet with both. He listened to th' girl with a grave expression and eyed her up when she was finished.
"I dun think yeh got the look of a dark wizard about ye... so yer emotional hijackin' won't work on me, young ladeh. Now you listen here, in th' business world, the customer is always right. And I am yer customer, so if yeh can't match her price," he jerked his thumb over his shoulder toward Beezus, "then I got th' right ter buy from her without havin' ya tryna make me feel guilty!"
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"Seven galleons for two jars, yes." She repeated and offered the man a sweet smile. And yes, it was absolutely a square deal! "Of course, sir. I'm selling you two jars with ten eggs total for seven galleons. That is a neat bargain considering I should be giving each jar away for 5 galleons." So, he was saving three if he bought from her. Technically, one jar had six and she was selling that for 4 galleons, the second one only had 4 and that was why she moved it down to 3 galleons. Either way, it was still a total of ten eggs AT 7 galleons! It was a fair bargain.
So....was it time to wrap the two jars just yet?
Okay, maybe not yet....Lex was still contesting and all Beezus did was just listen in amusement with a rather wide smirk plastered to her face.
Then she chuckled....the Gryffindor was guilt-tripping the man!
Snooooort.
She couldn't have that. She was giving the man a very good bargain here and a younger peer wasn't going to get in her way. This wasn't a classroom where she had to look after them and make sure they earned something. They were all businessmen and businesswomen here and this was real business going on. Surely, Lex, understood that?
Back to the man. Oh, hey. Face here...this is where the real deal is.
"Sir, I'm sure you don't want to argue with this little girl any further." And then she bent down to get the two jars from behind her table and lifted it up on the surface. "One jar with 6 eggs, the other, unfortunately only with 4... But you still have a sum of 10. You'll take this for 7 galleons, yes?" Add in the cheerful smile and she was more than sure she'd close this deal.
Oh, and....a wink for you, Lexa-doll. The business world is harsh. You can't get everyone to always like what you have for them so, in ways, you have to tweak a few things to meet their demands. After all, the customer is always right.
So with that, he did indeed count out seven galleons for Beatrice Castell. "Damn straight I don' wan'na argue with th' likes of her," Saul growled, slamming the money down on the table fer the dark-haired girly. "Make sure me jars are wrapped up tight. I dun wan' any ter break on th' way back ter Dervish & Banges."
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