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Message: <blockquote data-quote="fromage67" data-source="post: 5670857" data-attributes="member: 6666819">Bronze TridentLars/Romeo listens patiently to Reece's bluster. Having listened to this kind of posturing all his life has made him highly resistant, and quite adept at doing it to others. "Ummm, listen, I'll tell you what. I still, ah, think you are, ah, a greedy bartender who overcharges. I, ummm, don't have that kind of, ah, money on me. And, ummm, I don't see why, ah, I should pay, umm, so much, to, ah, make a living. I'll keep your, ah, advice in mind about, staying, ah, silent, but, your, ummm, demands, will have to be more reasonable if you want the, ah, services of Romeo. If all, ummm, you want is to, ah, shake me down, well, ummm, I'm pretty good, ah, at it myself. I'll see you, ah, later." Lars drains his mug and prepares to head outside. He knows he only has a half-hour of disguise time, and he doesn't want to cut it too close.Assuming he is unopposed, Lars/Romeo will walk briskly in the opposite direction for a few blocks until he can duck out of sight of any tails he might have. He will then re-disguise himself as a slightly overweight, middle-aged matron doing her shopping, and slowly walk back home.OOC: I have other actions in mind coming up. Lars will return to the Bronze Trident in a few hours game-time. Coming in a post tonight unless events dictate otherwise.</blockquote>