
The barkeep comes back with his drink, Lucious reaches into his vest pulling out some soil as he sprinkles it into the cup.Â
"Hmm, money?" He slugs his big rucksack onto the counter, he pulls out a big book and drops it on the table. The book kicks up some dust from the size and weight of it. Â "Money....Money....Money...Ah here, a form of currency used to purchase items from one another. Oh yes, I could use that. Do you wish to give me some?" He slams the book shut; placing the book back into the bag.
"Hmm, money?" He slugs his big rucksack onto the counter, he pulls out a big book and drops it on the table. The book kicks up some dust from the size and weight of it. Â "Money....Money....Money...Ah here, a form of currency used to purchase items from one another. Oh yes, I could use that. Do you wish to give me some?" He slams the book shut; placing the book back into the bag.