> Fluttering to the bar it lands face up with heavy carnival
> script proclaiming "Jack De Noir, Superb Elixirs and Subtle
> Investigations. All manners of employment Welcomed."

I slipped the card into my breast pocket. "I don't have a
card, myself. Everyone knows where to find me."

> "I ask after the owner, for I have just become one of your best
> customers and quite possibly, your worst headache. I do make the attempt
> at goodwill, though it rarely carries through."

Headaches. Good. Still, we could use a little excitement around here.

> "Sir, you have my admiration. You have wrought a superb creation here.
> Superb indeed."

"Thank'ee. I try my best. Let me know when you need anything
else," I said, and offered a handshake.

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