"Thank you, Vernik, sir," says Edvan with a smile and a slight bow. "Lola has been feeling a bit under the weather lately. We'll sees you first thing in the morning."
Once home again Edvan stares glumly at the stack of gold pieces in front of him. "Never thoughts I'd say this but, I can't thinks of anything I'd likes to buy. I means, gods, what's a man needs after he gots his very own handcart?" Though couched in a joke Edvan seems serious.
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Stuff to buy:
1 handcart
1 canvas tarp
hmmm....[/sblock]