Fandom Island Museum, Thursday Daytime

[hasaknightjob]

Morning at the Museum found Steven on the phone.

"No," he said, apologetically. "No, I'm sorry. I'm sure your artifacts are lovely but we're very specific in our curation here. Fandom related items only.

"Would I like to - " Steven frowned. "Trade? I don't think you understand how museums work. No, no, I appreciate that you somehow have duplicates but again we're Fandom specific. Not even sure where yours are hailing from. The Google's not showing me anything. Don't think you're from any version of Earth I'm aware of, even if you do sound French."

"What's Ear - " Steven cleared his throat. "Right. I think we've perhaps already said to much. Sorry I couldn't help, good luck with your endeavors. Cheers."

Steven hung up. He made a note of the call in case Blathers might be interested in it, but otherwise went about his work day.

He was behind the Welcome Desk should anyone have need of him or museum-related things.

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The Devil's Nest, Thursday Evening

[ifwebeworthy]

I don't think I did that bad.

"Indeed," Thor had to agree. Don had been as neutral as one could hope in regard to what was a very delicate subject for them. "I do not believe I suggested otherwise.

Tiny had just accepted that the god was talking to himself again. It wasn't the weirdest thing that had ever happened in this place.

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