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This is totally not a lazy log

Who: Melaka and Haruka
What: That lunch Haruka won
When: ??? probably during or after Soulfasting
Where: A somewhat upscale diner and The Lucky Punch

[ So Melaka had issued an open challenge to people a while back with the offer to buy a meal for anyone who won against her. And theoretically for them to buy one for her if she won. Either way, it's been delayed a fair bit over all, but... Well, either way, time for the lunch with Haruka.

So Melaka contacted her, told her to place, and they would meet up there for a lunch. Simple. Easy. Not a date. Not going to be complicated by something or another. Hopefully it won't be awkward for her. Could even be fun. ]

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Yeah. Could be melted down again, prop, but this is cool too.

[ and it presents a certain degree of strength, to her. Melaka nods to herself and puts one hand into her pocket, feeling out what other money she has as she turns to ask about price ]

[ Haruka will give Melaka distance for this, checking up on the Darumaka doing her wrapping job. You're a hard worker yourself, aren't you, buddy?

She'll keep one eye on her companion, however. It'd be good if you could walk out of here with that bowl. ]

[ Oh that's... that's a price she could handle, but doesn't want to pay for a bowl. So she tuts before trying to start with a haggle.

Meanwhile, oh yeah, this Darumaka's in the zone. Even a impish look as it presses a little pin in on the wrap up as it gets to the end of it. And then he is going to give a little packing thing and put it into the bag ]

[ You go, Melaka. Argue that guy to a price you can both live with.

And you go, monkey helper, too. You've got this system down pat. Haruka watches him work. ] I don't suppose you help make them, too.

[ Oh she is totes pro.

Which is why this is a careful negotiation which is going to be taking some time, and includes some offers of alternative payment like labors or getting materials from outside the wall for this guy.

As for the Darumaka, with the thing more or less wrapped and held out for Haruka... he confirms that yes, of course he does! He does the most important job of all, actually. ]

How about that. [ And thanks for the package. Haruka isn't quite following what the Darumaka's saying, since she doesn't speak Pokémon, but she's gotten really good at reading Pokémon body language. Natto has a tendency to speak fast when he's excited so even when she knows what her own Pokémon are saying, she has to guess sometimes. So she figures she can muddle through this conversation.

Also, note to self from Haruka: take Melaka along if she ever goes somewhere that overcharges for things. ]

Okay, so that's a deal, right? Y'want the special sand from the flats eat of Caldera? Half price if I get a couple pounds for you?

[ And he holds out her hand. Shake?

And the old man grins a little, perhaps impressed at the gumption of the Ranger. He takes the hand, shaking it hard. It's not like that piece was a hot seller in Union anyway. ]

[ So you're using your job to your advantage in bargaining. Nice.

Haruka grins. ] Congratulations.

--Just how we do.

[ the "we" there being the poor of Union. She says this, a little abashed, as the shop keeper makes to wrap up Mel's bowl himself ]

[ ...drat, Haruka made it awkward again. It's amazing, how much she's never had to consider before. This is a good lesson for her.

She nods at the Darumaka. ] He was saying he's an artisan. We'd just gotten to the best part.

[ Whatever that might have been. ]

Oh yeah. Wonder how you help, monkey o' mine?

[ And Melaka, who didn't meant it weird, just sort of giving an awkward reply to... a legit point. Deflecting praise. For her part now though, she crouches to her knees, looking at the Darumaka. Maybe... glass is melted into this shape? That'd make sense, right? ]

He could provide the fire.

[ She's just making guesses now. But that would be an important job indeed! ]

[ That's right! The fire, and he controls other important parts about the heat too.

With his poops.

Fortunately, they can't give that wording to people to don't understand pokemon, so Melaka shrugs and glances back to the old guy who - there, he's done wit her bag. That was goos. ]

[ Yes, let us move on in ignorance from this information.

Haruka grins as Melaka receives her bag. ] This was a profitable diversion.

Deff - didn't know this was hear, like I told you.

[ And she grins, holding the bag closer to herself as she heads towards the door. After all... ]

[ ...are you getting the door for her again? If so Haruka will chuckle as she breezes on through, her own package tucked beneath an arm. It'll be fun to see what the art critic thinks of this.

Her grin is 100% for Melaka, though. ] What's next?

[ Man that smile. But yes, of course she is! Only polite, and she has some manners and maybe she just wanted to see that smile too. Either way, she grins a bit herself as she clarifies: ]

Well, we just showed I don't know this place like I thought. Might as well see what else I didn't know.

[ Progress marches ever forward, huh? Haruka keeps up that smile. ] As you say.

[ She lets her own eyes drift across the street, seeing if anything arrests her attention. Places to kill time....Things to do.....

...what's that all the way down the street? ]

[ It's a bright sign with blinking lights which is pointing downwards. It seems the door leads to a staircase down into a gambling parlor. Melaka is really used to seeing that, so she actually doesn't think much of it, though. So Haruka might need to point it out, even though they are walking in it's direction ]

[ Gambling isn't Haruka's usual scene either, frankly. So she's mostly just entertained that they actually have their parlor in the basement.

As a result, she ends up lingering outside even if Melaka keeps walking. Do they really think that adds to the aura? ]

[ Union's also just a city that builds up in general - it's probably more that it happens to be on the floor below this.

Wait. Why isn't she following - glance back ]

[ Are there eyes on her? Oh, right, Melaka. Haruka sniffs and tilts her head towards the gambling parlor. ] Not your style?

[ Is it...? Is it not. but- ]

S'it yours?

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