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[devoutish]

WANTED: 1 courageous soul willing to run weekly shopping errands for this week and the next. Buyer will be compensated for purchased goods and for time spent. Must be able to follow a list. Must have more patience than I do for the modern American custom of swarming the shops en fucking masse during the week before Christmas. Thank you.

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[devoutish]

[Alfie looks a little worn-out, but not too terrible. He has four takeout containers set out in front of him; each plate is getting a bit of each.]

This one's got peas and potato with the rice, and this one's got spinach. There are, you know, fritters of some sort, and this is just plain bread.

[h2no]

[archie saunters over, inspecting each take out container with interest. indian food isn't an anomaly to him, but it has a slightly different look and name in his homeworld. the bread smells good...

he notes alfie looks worn out-- if only because he's not seen him worn out before, but doesn't comment on it. not yet.]

I could eat it all... [he sits down at the table, patiently waiting for alfie to finish what he's doing.] How've you been?

[devoutish]

Oh, I'm all right.

[He'll bring both plates over, one balanced in each hand. Archie's has a little extra loaf of sweetbread, just big enough to be a proper dessert.]

And yourself, mate?

[h2no]

Same shit, different day. You know how it is.

[he takes one with a short thanks, putting it in front of himself. because... where else would a plate go!!]

I have to ask-- what pushed ya over the edge to submit such an offer to the public network? Get tackled by some kids wanting the last box of sweets?

[devoutish]

It so happens that this week I've got more money to my name than energy and patience, that's all.

[He takes the chair across from Archie's, digging in.]

[h2no]

Aye, I know how that is.

[likewise; he watches the dogs as they scarf the food down. ah, they'll have to wait. poor things.]

I have quite a few ideas about drunkenly yelling about capitalism on your podcast, if it's still on.

[devoutish]

About capitalism?

[Alfie says, amused.]

You've got something against capitalism, mate?

[h2no]

Other than it's the direct cause for literally all the environmental problems on the planet?

[he monches on a piece of bread.]

Not really.