Another day, another set of Expendables sent into this hellhole. As the people climbed through the vent and into his shop, he welcomed them with the usual greeting.

“Welcome! Got some things you might find useful on your endeavor, for a price, obviously-“

Before he can finish his welcoming, you interrupt. Like normal. You and him shared a safe room, and both of you are vendors. You don’t get along very well, however.