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So, hey there everyone. My name's Change. Thought I do my own little introduction than leave it to everyone's favorite pain in the ass. I don't know most of you and most of you don't know me, but here's hoping we can all change that soon eh?

I'll be your tailor for the remainder of your stay here. If you need anything patched up, or just want a new look I'm the guy to come to. I might not look like it, but I'm pretty good with a needle.

That's it folks. Good to meet all of you.

[He almost closes the journal before whipping it back open again.]

Oh right, would anyone mind telling me who went through my things and took my stuff? And who nailed my penny collection to my ceiling?

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[Monroe is wearing his sarcasm pants.]

You're the tailor? What does a tailor do to piss off a lord that much? Shrink his favorite sweater?

[And switch to derp mode.]

You have a penny collection? Cause I was thinking of getting into numismatists.

Uh, yeah. Let's go with that.

[Yes good, subject change. Change likes this.]

Getting into what? I just collect pennies buddy. I don't know anything about that.

[Have some sarcasm.]

Remind me not to let you anywhere near my sweaters then.

[And now he's uncertain. Is he being too lame too quickly. Again?]

Numismatists? Studying coins? [He pauses awkwardly. Damn social interactions!] I have pennies.

[Sarcasm get!]

Hey I could just make you a new one.

[Change chuckles. This guy is pretty funny.]

Nope, don't know anything about that but I'll take them from you if you don't want them. My collection could always stand to get a little bigger.

Well in that case you can shrink one of my old ones. I'm not going to coming about new sweaters.

[He pauses then adds on jokingly.]

Actually, remember how we kinda freed you from the dungeons? I think you might owe me a new sweater for that.

[Ha Ha funny? Or the other kinda of funny?]

I'll send mine out with Nick. I think he was planning on donating his.

Hang on there, I just make the clothes. I don't do the laundry, but you can try tossing some in the lake and see if they shrink.

[Monroe will just have to figure that out for himself.]

Oh I see how it is. Calling in favors already?

[He does his best to sound offended.]

Guess I'll have to get some measurements since you're so eager to put me back to work.

[And then his tone goes right back to playful again.]

Alright, I get back and I already get a nice haul.

Oh no, none of my sweaters are going anywhere near the lake. I don't need to smell algae all day.

[Not cool man. And after all he did for you.]

What? It's not like I can go buy new ones. And a good sweater is an investment. But if we can really call in favors then I'll take two tickets home.

[Monroe scoffs at his faked offended-ness!]

What? I figured you'd be eager to get back to work.

You think the rest of this keep smells any better?

[Hey he kept you from getting electrocuted and then offered himself up to keep everyone from getting eaten.]

Now that I can't help you with.

[Sorry there pal.]

Oh yeah, nothing like getting right back to work after a year of torture.

[There's some slight bitterness in there but it's not aimed at Monroe.]

Oh I know it doesn't. You don't have any spare clothes pins lying around do you? This place doesn't have individuals with heightened senses in mind.

[Yeah and how long is he going to keep milking that for? He just saved their lives a few times. Big whoop. Move on]

Too bad. Well you can't blame a guy for trying.

[Fine but he better at least get a sweater. And it better not be itchy.]

Yeah. Plus the laundry must have really piled up.

[Monroe gets that the bitterness isn't aimed at him, but his ability to deal with feelings is a little limited. Sarcasm is a good substitute of tact right?]

Oh you poor bastard. I think I can dig some up somewhere.

[For as long as you're around Monroe.]

Sorry buddy, it's never that easy.

[Change is insulted by that, or would be if he knew what Monroe was thinking.]

Again, not on laundry duty. I'm just the tailor.

That'd be awesome man. I'm sure the strange looks will taper off eventually.

[So not very long then right?]

Nothing ever is.

[His tone makes it clear he's shrugging it off. He's used to not having an easy way out.]

Well at least that's one bonus. For you anyway.

In a place where everything's strange, the looks fade pretty quick.

[These days he doesn't bat an eye at the things he sees.]

Yeah, we may be here to help but you guys still have to clean after your own messes.

Good to know.

[So maybe they won't run screaming into the night if they saw his other face. Or he can just stay hidden in his room. It doesn't smell very bad in there. And it'll feel pretty homey eventually.

He snorts, and in full sarcasm mode asks.]

What type of resort is this?

The kind you get for free.

Good point. Normally you have to pay extra for all the perks this place offers.

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