(It takes a great deal of patience for Gil to maintain that smile one learns to give when pleasing customers for a living. He can always stuff her in a potato sack later or something; that'll show her.
The dragonborn leans in and carefully plucks the coin out of her fingers, settling into that familiar cocky smirk as he eyes the kobold.)
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The dragonborn leans in and carefully plucks the coin out of her fingers, settling into that familiar cocky smirk as he eyes the kobold.)
Shouldn't I be asking you that?