Money, money, money...

[salmoneus.livejournal.com]

There's a pile of gifts on the desk, all neatly wrapped in red or blue velvet-like cloth. Salmoneus sits beside them, smiling as he makes notes on a tally sheet.

He glances at the plone -- prone -- call thing, mildly distressed that it hasn't rung. Neither Principal Bristow, nor Jack Harkness have gotten in touch. But, it is Solstice, and there's this Crissmas thing as well. As excited as the banker is about spending his boss's money helping out the students, he can't fault either the principal or the young man for not getting back to him right away.

Besides, he admits that he's always been an instant gratification type of guy. Waiting isn't something he's good at.

But wait he will. Anything to break Hades help the kids.


[ooc: slowplay, but here. Come get a toy from Salmoneus!]

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[bens-mikey.livejournal.com]

During a slow moment at the store, Michael comes over to the bank. He's carrying a new radio (much like the one Salmoneus had before) and a large teddy bear (that is tough for Michael to carry because it stands at about half his height). "Hello, Salmoneus," he calls with a smile.

[salmoneus.livejournal.com]

"Michael!" Salmoneus moves around to the front of the counter and tries to help Michael without knocking him over. "What in the known world do you have here?"

[ooc: forgive the delay, had to leave work suddenly]

[bens-mikey.livejournal.com]

Michael grins and manages to set the teddy bear on the floor. "Presents," he says, handing Salmoneus the radio. "I thought I'd get you a replacement. And I thought maybe Fluffy might like a, well, companion of sorts." He points to the bear and says with a laugh, "My daughter has one of these...it's bigger than she is. I thought it might be a good size for your friend here."

((ooc: No prob. RL happens. Going to bed soon though, can slow-play as needed.))

[salmoneus.livejournal.com]

Waving goodbye to the last NPC customer, Salmoneus doesn't notice the woman right away. Then he catches a glimpse of blond hair and freezes, hoping it isn't Callisto. Seeing that it isn't, the banker breathes a sigh of relief, and turns to greet the young woman.

"Hello! Welcome to the First Local Bank! I'm Salmoneus, how may I help you?"

[ooc: again, forgive the timing. RL sucks sometimes. Okay, a lot of times.]