"You know, Jimmy, sometimes I do feel like it," Maren replied at his perceived compliment. It irked her to no end that he had tried to trick her, since it meant that Jimmy wasn't a complete fool. While she did enjoy people who could challenge her mentally, it was just way easier to work with dunces who couldn't see the reach of what she demanded of them. "I do wonder why Miss Pimakhova never went to fetch her tobacco at least. I mean, it smells through the crate and everything." At this point, she was talking more to get her thoughts under control, and trivial things just as these helped.
Giving the PDA he'd shown her a wry look, she stroked a strand of hair behind her back. "I came to you with the intention of offering you this deal, Jimmy. It's not really me, but you who's the important party here, since I want to convince you to do it. I mentioned the pay, what I'd like you to enable me to sell on the black market, or wherever this will go. In turn, if you ever need something where you meet your wits end, I can maybe ask around and see if I find someone who might be able to help you just like you are helping someone right now." She held out a hand, offering it to him to shake. It was obvious that she didn't intend to back out of this.
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