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[handelaar]

[Yeah yeah it's this guy looking - what else - grumpy. Though this time he takes a moment to light his cigarette before reaching forward and speaking.]

Read that.

[And suddenly there's a ping with the oh-so-creatively named file gardens.txt on the screen. No other explanation is provided; he's pretty sure it's straightforward enough. No stupid shit, they deliver, and they're always taking applications. That business taken care of he gets to the point.]

Rest of Agriculture - wanna have a meeting in a few days. Three days from now, 15:00, tell me if ya can't be there.

[A second to smoke. Puff puff.]

The people I talked to couple jumps ago - first batch is cured an' ready, if you payed for it.

[Batch meaning tobacco, but he doesn't explain that either. The cigarette hanging from his mouth probably makes it obvious.]

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[[ooc info about the Gardens is right over here for the curious. and to the department - totally going to handwave that meeting if that's cool]]

Comments

[handelaar]

[Is she joking or is she not... he really can't figure it out.

Which means it's slightly dubious staring that happens for probably much longer than normal people would consider appropriate.]

Right. Don't do it in the morning.

[gothchicklit]

[ She was joking, actually - she figures she'll get it down pretty quick - but the way he stares at her makes the grin disappear. ]

I'll try not to.