"Just one littlest quickie question," asked Mr Iridescent.
"No", stated Hammerhand, "there is no scope for negotiation. I need information now. I do not have time to answer every question you have. You have an opportunity to work with an "Unreal". Either take it or leave." Choose now or I will chose for you."
The flamboyantly dress little man was taken aback by this outburst. Then he brightened. Took a breath. drew himself up to his full height.
"Zakalwe," he said and stuck out his hand.
"Interesting."
"Who owns this place?"
"I do."
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