"I'll give you four." Todd countered Dean's fee as soon as the young man had uttered the words and winked. Hands were digging into the pockets of his robes to retrieve the Galleons discussed. "Feelin' generous, what can I say?" Coins in his hand, he sat down on the stool, squinting at the examples the artist had provided. Nice, nice. He really was good at this.
"You do this for fun? You're good, anybody tell you that?" He offered. Most likely they had, but praise, Todd had found, was always welcomed. "Be sure to sign it, when you're done, will you?"