“Good boy, praise banan” - Super fox

Infernal: Hey uh who you?

R: pulls out a pile of steel from pocket of backpack*

Infernal: How much for each pound?

R: one sec… *pulls out journal and looks around in kt*

Infernal: *waiting*

R: *stops* got it, it’s 49.99 per pound

Infernal: Aight, can i get 8 pounds?

R: I only have five but this is light weight steel

Infernal: Aight, i can buy 5.

R: look; I’m not going to give you five. Here’s just 1 pound… *hands him a decent amount of steel*

Infernal: Fineee. *Infernal pays the amount*

R: that’ll be $53.99
(Yes tax includes)

*Infernal would pay, and tip a extra 10$*

R: thank you sir! *stuffs it in a jar on the inside of his backpack*

Infernal: Heres some stuff for your shop. *he gives Reginald some Hell Exclusive items*

R: oh, Thank you!

Infernal: I like to support small busnuisses.

R: oh boy $200 total! Not one dollar spent!

*insert shop page coming soon*

Infernal: What in the-

r: what would you want?

Infernal: Why is it saying Coming Soon-

R: wait that’s the cover for the stream shop for the users.
*takes off the label and reveals items*

Infernal: Ah.

R: I’m not weird like those dorks ok? I have one of the most normal behaviors here

Infernal: Got any armor or steel?

R: that is limited, but yes. The price is expensive…

Infernal: Shall i see?

R: she wears this, fishnet thing all the time. Do you know what that’s about?

Infernal: Got a picture or something?

R: nah. All my stuff is foraged from scraps at the castle before I quit

Infernal: Well, what else is wrong with Aria and Tronus?

R: nothing I guess

Infernal: How come you quit tho?

R: no respect. I hope my life in the plaza and selling foraged items I made myself will help!

Infernal: Well, what do ya got for sale?

R: takes off backpack, which turns into its own table and items string out*

*Infernal looks intently*

Regy: I’m a merchant! Telling by you, you are a customer who dislikes liquids apart from gasoline and potions, and despises the holy.

Infernal: And how did you know that?

Regy: I’m good at telling apart the crowds folk. You are obviously not a monster because anatomy doesn’t play correctly here, and you are on fire and are an obvious user of some magic

Infernal: What are you?

Regy: cortite

Infernal: Your one of Tronus's race?

Regy: yes. But he is not as forgiving as his wife…

Infernal: What do you mean by that?

R: she, is very nice. Though leaves, glue on the ground sometimes?

Infernal: Leaves glue?

(I think i know what this implies, yet at the same time do not)

Regy: dark matter

Infernal: What-