After the bustle of Crossroad had gone to sleep once more, Pwnatious grunted, pushing themselves off the counter.

"Close the shop for me, underling."

They waved at the last employee in their shop theatrically, not even sparing the other a glance as they too pushed themselves away from the counter.

Pwnatious steadied themselves and set foot out the door, huffing and adjusting their wrinkled gloves when the sound of shuffling in a nearby alley caught their attention.

They moved closer with caution. What if its a gang member? Or worse, a hobo?! Pwnatious could hardly bear the thought.

They took small steps, inching closer and closer until they could peer around the corner of the alley.

Oh god, its worse. A gang member AND hobo!*

They stared down the teal-clad inphernal in the alley, watching the other flip a green coin with one hand.

Pwnatious began to seethe, this was the little brat tryint to take business from them!

"YOU!!!!"

They jumped into your view, waving their index finger with an air of accusation.

"Y-Your...accursed excuse for a currency will never be valid!"

..What is this person on about?

"My stocks are most clearly superior!"