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[doubledollar]

Hey, yo! You reached uh, me! You should know who this is, right?
Anyway, you must'a caught me at a bad time, so, uh. Leave a message! I'll get back to you soon as I can. Love and Peace!

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[doubledollar]

...Worms!

[ affirmative!!! ]

Bugs! Big and small.
Crunchy, tastes like chicken when roasted over fire.

[ this is a normal conversation. ]

[stripartist]

I know that insects are perfectly edible, even if it's not for me, but I've never heard of anyone eating worms. I'm not sure the worms here would be very good for you...

[The Most Normal.]

[doubledollar]

[ he's gonna move over towards where the olive trees are, and start putting some of those in the basket, too. ]

Oh, for sure. The worms here are different. Back home they come in a few types. Really big and tunnel through the sand or the flying ones. I'd not eat the worms here.

Not when I have enough fruit growing to last pretty much forever.

[stripartist]

[The rest of the conversation as Yusuke and Vash go through and fill the basket is...honestly just as eccentric. Eventually, though, Yusuke's basket is full with enough fruits and vegetables to feed a family of ten.

As they head back through the house, he stops and stares at one of the blank walls thoughtfully.]

[doubledollar]

[ Vash will at least carry the basket on the way out, planning to hand it off to the guy once they're outside at the entrance. But as Yusuke stops, Vash quickly backsteps so he doesn't bang into the artist.

Stopping, with a blink in his eyes. Uh? ]

Oh, um? Something wrong?

...Brick out of place.... ? Or.

[stripartist]

It's empty.

[He holds his hands out, framing the wall with his fingers.]

Would you like something to put there? A painting or even a mural.

[doubledollar]

--!!

Oh--

You serious? Can you paint?
I'm terrible at stuff like art.

If you wanna', I'd DEFINITELY not say no.

[stripartist]

I teach art at the high school. [So yes, he can paint.] Which would you prefer, a painting that can be moved or a mural that can't?

[doubledollar]

A mural is like....

You'd be painting right on the brickwork, right?

[ honestly
that sounds beautiful. ]

I think I'd like that.
It'd really liven up the wall too....

[stripartist]

I would be, yes. Let me get a picture of the wall, and if you could get back to me with the dimensions in a day or two that would be wonderful. I'll start once school lets out for the summer.

[doubledollar]

I can send the dimensions along, no problem. I can actually tell you what they are, now.

[ he's going to pull his phone out of his pocket. Take a moment to scan the wall--his eyes doing... something weird, bouncing up and down as he glances very quickly along the wall.
He's a man who can uh
dodge bullets by judging trajectory and estimating distance of his opponent's gun. Looking at a wall to tell the dimensions is uh

way easier.
Yusuke'll get a set of numbers on his phone a moment later. ]

I don't know what you plan on painting, but I'm excited to see it. Take your time, though! I'll make sure you're well fed every time you visit to work on it.

[stripartist]

[. . .

Well. That certainly is a thing. Cool.

Moving on.]

I'll have a few ideas for you soon, I think--and thank you for the food.

[doubledollar]

[ it's normal ]

You're welcome.

I'll see you again, soon, yeah?

Tell Takame I said hello.
And to get well soon!!!