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[under_the_wire]

Especially with winter upon us so suddenly, I find myself with little to keep me busy. The people here are kind enough, especially now that they seem content with the flowers I give them and aren't trying to poke me in the eye or pull my hair anymore, but playing the kind benefactor isn't exactly a role I'm suited to.

Has anyone given any thought to running a business? Ruling a town? Anything that might require a clerk or a secretary? There is no paper on my desk save for that I've chosen to put there myself and I'm quite out of my element.

Comments

[under_the_wire]

[That seems to be a letter, not a name.]

I think Grantaire will suffice. When will you need me to begin work?

[unaccepted]

Whenever is suitable, I suppose. My pockets become emptier by the day.

[under_the_wire]

I suppose we should meet in person. Until then, I think you'd best start thinking of ways to bring in revenue.

[He has a few ideas of his own, but it seems wise to keep them to himself for now.]

[unaccepted]

I will consider it. Would you like to meet at, say, my usual establishment? [ The Frog Prince, he means. ]

[under_the_wire]

I suppose it can't be helped. I'm not paying for your drinks.

[unaccepted]

[ Damn. ] I would not think of it. I am free tomorrow and the next day and the next.

[under_the_wire]

I see you have nothing but free time. I'll find you tomorrow to see what can be done about that.