Arthur flinched preemptively as soon as Irish left. Dezzie had practically radiated displeasure throughout the entire encounter, and true to form, when she spoke there was no pleasantry in her voice. He grimaced.
He could track exactly where he'd went wrong that night - it was in talking to Miss Scrimgeour at all. Then it had been in taking the finger when the bartender handed it to him. Then it had been in getting drunk enough that he kept it and put it in the jar. Then it had been in telling Irish to come here instead of just mailing the damn thing, non-tradeable substance be damned. There were a lot of mistakes involved, is what he was saying.
"Well it wasn't on purpose," Arthur said.
He could track exactly where he'd went wrong that night - it was in talking to Miss Scrimgeour at all. Then it had been in taking the finger when the bartender handed it to him. Then it had been in getting drunk enough that he kept it and put it in the jar. Then it had been in telling Irish to come here instead of just mailing the damn thing, non-tradeable substance be damned. There were a lot of mistakes involved, is what he was saying.
"Well it wasn't on purpose," Arthur said.
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