Victory, or close enough, and Loki just grins as he walks around to the other side of the car to lean and wait for Paul to get back with the keys and the bill, ignoring the stares. If he paid it attention, they'd only feed it. Friends, they were friends, obviously. Friends and nothing (everything) more.
He fishes out his checkbook - Earl hadn't quite gotten up to cards yet it seemed and with the fees and the cost of equipment, Loki could understand why - and fiddles with it until Paul gets back. Once he's got the clipboard in hand, he can pour over the quick paperwork, tear the check off and clip it under the fastener.
"We still on for tomorrow?" The clipboard is held out in trade for the keys. Just business, ma'am.
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Date: 2023-12-11 03:19 am (UTC)He fishes out his checkbook - Earl hadn't quite gotten up to cards yet it seemed and with the fees and the cost of equipment, Loki could understand why - and fiddles with it until Paul gets back. Once he's got the clipboard in hand, he can pour over the quick paperwork, tear the check off and clip it under the fastener.
"We still on for tomorrow?" The clipboard is held out in trade for the keys. Just business, ma'am.