subject_0 (subject_0) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2012-05-09 00:11:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, gandalf, jack |
Who: Jack and Gandalf
What: Making deals over vinyl
When: Today
Where: Cross Bones Pawn Shop
Rating: Um. PG-13 for weed. I think that Jack actually doesn't swear for once, which might count as a small miracle.
Status: Complete
A man walked into the pawn shop. He was a bit older, with sharp grey eyes and a well groomed white beard. He was sporting a bright honking orange shirt covered in green palmtrees. He looked around with a keen eye.
Jack raised an eyebrow. Old hippie dudes were not uncommon in California, but that didn't mean she was exactly used to seeing them in what was now her pawnshop.
He walked up to the counter and rested his hands on it, "Hello! I was wondering if you had any old records. I'm looking for..original recordings from Woodstock."
Jack's other eyebrow joined the first one. "Got some old vinyl, yeah. Not sure if we've got any that are Woodstock." She gestured for him to follow her and she led him to the vinyl.
He started looking through the vinyl, occasionally glancing at her and chuckling. He then held up two, "I think these will do, miss. How much?"
Old dude probably did too many drugs as a young dude. Seemed nice enough, though. Weird, but not creepy. Jack eyed the albums for a moment and named a price.
He pursed his lips, then held up some money, and waggled a little baggie, "How about this, and a little bit of..brownie ingredients?"
Jack grinned. "You got a deal, man."
"Excellent!" Gandalf slapped the money and the weed on the counter, "I do so like making deals."
"I like your kind of deal," Jack said, pocketing the weed and the cash.
Gandalf chuckled, "I might stop by time to time, and see if you have anything else of interest. Or are interested in anything I might have." He winked.
Jack grinned. "I like that plan."
"My selection is limited. A little leaf, some naturally grown mushrooms. Harmless, but a lot of fun." He gave her a little wink, and mosied on out!