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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Sparky" data-source="post: 1361071" data-attributes="member: 13681">The comely young woman's brow furrows as the negotiations close. Drat... was angling for a meal here. Will have to remember to tell the others that he's a trifle anxious to have us. I wonder what he's heard...? She smiles and sighs, inclining her head to Tylkin in acknowlegement of his negotiating prowess... Feed the ego, starve the brain... Ahem. Not fair. Damn but I'm getting judgemental. A parade of expressions cross Ioleta's face finally settling into what might be her natural state - happy excitement. She smiles at the others, quipping at Jaan, "Don't hurt yourself - as the junior party, I will graciously accept the 'and-a-quarter' portion of our pay. As long as I can count on you folks for something to eat if it gets lean." She stands and drains her mug at a toss - a remarkable feat as she hadn't had much time to nurse it. Ioleta tries not to look strained as a burp threatens. Baugh... too fast. Her cheeks color slightly as she reaches down to fiddle with her pack and mask her troubles. Smooth...Cheeks still colored, but more collected, Ioleta hoists the pack to her shoulders looking at Tylkin. "Ten tomorrow... from here?"</blockquote>