Oh? [And this is the part where Zeke - hands behind his head and all - suddenly leans over like he's getting a better look at his companion's face. Hmmm, does he know or trust this guy to keep his word? Well, it would probably not matter much either way - if it ends up a dud or too suspicious, he's got the street-smarts to know when to back out, he thinks.] I won't look a gift horse in the mouth like that. How do I get in contact?
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