Arcade watches in quiet amusement as Muldoon carefully resets the all-important lines of his hat before setting it aside as they make their way to the kitchen. He almost feels a little bad for using the hat as a bargaining chip, even if he had no intention of actually extorting anything from him. Not in any sincerity, at least.
A drink feels perfectly fair for the trip over, and for saving Muldoon's hat from some far less scrupulous abductor.
"Cheers," Arcade echoes him, entertained, before taking a careful swig from his glass. He wouldn't have minded the cheap stuff, much. Not for taste, anyway. But this is definitely not that, smoother than it is bitter and pleasantly warming.
"If that's what your hat is worth, I have to wonder what ransom you'd pay if you forgot your rifle."
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Date: 2023-07-28 01:30 am (UTC)A drink feels perfectly fair for the trip over, and for saving Muldoon's hat from some far less scrupulous abductor.
"Cheers," Arcade echoes him, entertained, before taking a careful swig from his glass. He wouldn't have minded the cheap stuff, much. Not for taste, anyway. But this is definitely not that, smoother than it is bitter and pleasantly warming.
"If that's what your hat is worth, I have to wonder what ransom you'd pay if you forgot your rifle."