Tandy Bowen doesn't have to pick between (cloakndagger) wrote in repose,
Re: Tandy/Alex: the comic book store
[Tandy didn't vocally emote. He didn't tone, he didn't tenor. His voice was even-keel and steady and he gave no impression that acts of charity rocked him on his axis, because despite the not-dead-behind-the-eyes cut-off, Tandy was an island in an ocean and he liked it that way when shit hit the fan. So he sounded kind of cool, albeit confused and whatever he was turning over inside was low-bubble. Literally the only cue-card Tandy gave off was a flex of eyebrows and muscles around the moutn and they were small scale.]
That sounds like Billy. [There was a faint smile glossing over Tandy's deeper-waters-running-rough. He pitched it light. He pitched it cool. And yeah. A comic, singular would have been a gesture. It was small scale, it was low key. A transaction of $200 was not low-key by any stretch of the imagination. Tandy looked at the Saga comics splayed out like a card-game on the side of the road and shook his head.]
Nah. Not right now. Could you hold onto those? [Again: low beat. No real impetus, it was casual. Like Tandy was asking the guy to hold his place in line.] Do you make commission? [Genuine question. Again, low-key casual. Because Tandy didn't want to hit the kid's bottom-line, especially when he was looking at him like he was telegraphing signals everywhere that made Tandy deeply uncomfortable.]