"We can only hope." Kirk shook his head, grabbing a scroll of paper from nearby and unrolling it into any bit of clear space on the small table. His eyes traced over figures quickly, scowling for a moment, then nodding. "We should get a pretty penny for the last lot. There's an old miser I trust the judgment of on Risa, he be where we can go fer a sure knowledge on it."
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Date: 2009-09-19 08:26 pm (UTC)