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Fuck this shit, I'm going shopping.

Are the Organization members troubling you?

What, do you not smell what they do every goddamn night?

I can block out certain scents, if they are displeasing. I try not to involve myself in their stupid personal affairs.

Lucky for you. But seeing as I was running the organization, they seemed to make their personal affairs their only attempt at a contribution.

Good god I need a 40 ounce steak and to get some research done for once.

... Steak, you say.

Yes. A steak, a baked potato, a light salad with Italian dressing, and a glass of Forster Ungeheuer. Perhaps pie for dessert. Then, actually getting research completed.

If I help with your research can I have steak too?

You're one of the only people who weren't constantly having sex to my knowledge, so what the fuck, make up a shopping list.

What exactly are you intending to shop for? It's odd to shop without intent to buy anything in specific.

Food, some reading material, and boots.

I suppose those are all important to have when stuck in a strange place.

... Is something wrong with the boots you have now?

No, I like to have several boots, as I also have several pairs of shoes. You don't wear tennis shoes to a Ballroom dinner, and you don't wear dress shoes to a 10,000 Munny purse match of Tennis doubles.

I wear the same thing everywhere.

That's a terrible fucking idea. Ever try wearing the whole Organization uniform for twenty four hours while researching Hearts in an African Jungle? See if you don't lose 25 pounds just from sweating.

If I lost 25 pounds I would barely weigh anything at all, sir. At any rate, I just take off the cloak if I'm too hot. I do have clothes on underneath, after all. But I always wear them underneath, so they don't really qualify as a different outfit.

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