"I'll come up with loads of ideas," Marc promised, because if there was one thing he could be relied upon to do, it was come up with plenty of ideas even just as he went about his day-to-day life. "You'll probably have to say no to more of them than you say yes to," he warned, "but I won't be offended or anything. That's why I come up with some many, so that something will hopefully be interesting, and then we can brainstorm on it. First ideas are just that, first ideas, they usually need to be hammered into a better shape." It was a process Marc enjoyed, especially in Bookbindery, where other people's ideas tended to be at least as unusual as his own.
Marc nodded, doing a little pirouette-movement to start heading back in the direction of the exit. "Lunch is very important," he said seriously. Marc was not very good at necessarily having lunch at lunchtime, but he enjoyed a sandwich as much as the next person. Or as much as the next person who also favoured a meatball and mustard sandwich. "Yeah, tomorrow's perfect," Marc agreed. He was in the middle of a book, but he could easily switch over to Sol's and then back again whenever he might finish.