You give me so much but it's never enough

[VIDEO]

[Well! For once Reaver isn't using the video feed as a means to shamelessly grandstand it up and/or act like someone died and made him the supreme ruler of all things magnificent; given that he's finally sick of Goldenrod, it seems that he and Logan are attempting to purchase a few supplies - potions, repels, revives, evolutionary stones, approximately a million escape ropes because caves suck, more repels because oh god the weedles, a bunch of full heals, a stack of books and what appears to be a pile of women's clothing and a hell of a lot of makeup, despite there being no females in their party.

You know, the essentials.

And among all this...crap (being filmed for us by Prince, Logan's hideous little troll of a Snivy) would be the intrepid heroes in question - Reaver's leaning idly over the counter, drawing little designs on top of the price scanner with his fingertips while he attempts to sweet-talk the cashier into lowering the price, Logan linefacing so hard it looks like he's going for the gold in the Disapproval Olympics next to him.

After a while of this, however, Reaver straightens up, giving Logan a look that implies that he's...weirdly pleased with this turn of events for some reason.]

Well, then, I suppose we haven't much of a choice! Royalty first?

Reaver...

Oh, there's no shame in it whatsoever - and after all, perhaps it'll be more convincing if you do it, Your Majesty.

[Logan sighs, gives Reaver one last look that implies that both of them know that isn't the case, then he...steps around the register booth and gives the cashier the most awkward hug on the planet.

So. Much. Hugging.

The embrace goes on for about thirty seconds too long and both parties look like they may, in fact, want to die; Reaver leans back a bit, expression contemplative as Logan steps back.]

Oh, come now, you have to put some passion into it -

[Excuse him while he illustrates. By pulling the poor man toward him and nearly dipping him down to the floor.

...well, at the very least the poor cashier manages to display that he has some idea of how the tango works before the feed cuts off, presumably because security finally showed up to save him and Prince knows when to get out of there, thank you very much.]

[ACTION]

[And this would be Logan and Reaver outside the department store some time later; Reaver is smirking like a jerk, as always, and seeming generally unbothered despite the fact that Logan is looking more agitated than usual.]

I told you that wouldn't work, Reaver.

It was at least worth the attempt - "nothing ventured, nothing gained" and all~


[OOC]

[Welcome to Albion, where these sorts of gestures (in crappy YouTube quality for your convenience! ...orz sorry about that) are used for a variety of things - building friendships, dating, being sent on quests that you really don't care about, and yes, lowering prices in stores.

...Yep.

Replies over the 'Gear will come from either Reaver or Logan!]