He met you in one of the taverns, in the far corner, away from prying eyes. You carefully inspect the goods that he brought you, and hand over a few crystals as payment.

Long silence.

"Wow."

Dry and sarcastic. He takes a sip of beer.

"No, you can't be serious. You... Huh?Do you really think that these pieces of glass are of any value? Well, no, no, either money or something more valuable. Or no deal."