Slick looks at the paper for a while. Then back to SP.
“This drawing is shit. “
SP just kind of stares at him.
What— look, that ain’ even th’ point! I’m a proprietor, not a painter.
Can y’help me out with this ‘r not?
Slick just rolls his eyes.
” Yeah, yeah. We’ll see about it, won’t we. What you got to offer. “
SP taps his chin.
Discount on any supplies you an’ your boys need. How’s 30% off sound?
He looks like he’s thinking for a bit.
“…Hmmmm, 50%. ”
40%. AN’ I’ll go ahead n’ throw in your li’l, ahem, monthly delivery for free.
Slick opens his mouth to object, but stops and frowns for a moment. He just shrugs it off.
” Yeah, I guess. No promises, y’know. Can hardly tell with this shitty drawin.”