"We don't really... do anything in writing, ya know?" Roman wobbles his hand vaguely in an 'eehhhh' sort of motion. "Consider it an informal deal." He's glad that he can look forward to getting his groceries still - even if that's going to have to wait a while yet. Possibly, tomorrow.
Roman clasps and shakes her hand fairly firmly and shakes it, if briefly. "Good job on that idiot," He says, stepping back and adjusting his own hat. "Might call on you for a thing sometime. You're pretty good at hittin' things and this town ain't got a shortage of that, so..." He trails off. He better get going, actually. The Family is going to want to hear about this shit as soon as possibly.
"See you around, Caroline," He calls back over his shoulder. The door's bell chimes again on his exit. From there it's... time to walk, and quickly.
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Date: 2017-12-25 07:40 am (UTC)Roman clasps and shakes her hand fairly firmly and shakes it, if briefly. "Good job on that idiot," He says, stepping back and adjusting his own hat. "Might call on you for a thing sometime. You're pretty good at hittin' things and this town ain't got a shortage of that, so..." He trails off. He better get going, actually. The Family is going to want to hear about this shit as soon as possibly.
"See you around, Caroline," He calls back over his shoulder. The door's bell chimes again on his exit. From there it's... time to walk, and quickly.