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[smithandwesson]

""................This is Sanzo.

Leave a message I guess."

*beep*

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[smithandwesson]

[Fuck you Rocket. Just... Fuck you.]

Usually, considering my rank such ceremonies are below me. But if needed... Yes.

I know how to.

[Why is this a conversation we're having right now?]

[beatupgrass]

Awesome. Promptly's lookin' for a priest to officiate at his wedding and I told him you'd do it.

[smithandwesson]

... Who the fuck is Promptly?

[What a dumb name. But he'd believe it from Rocket.]

[beatupgrass]

Prompto. Whatever. White-haired kid.

[smithandwesson]

And I still have no idea who you're talking about.

Some kids getting married and I'm the only one you know that knows how to provide matrimonial service? Is that it?

[beatupgrass]

[also it would be funny]

Yep. Basically that.

[smithandwesson]

... How much is he willing to pay?

[After all, it's not like he doesn't need the money right now.]

[beatupgrass]

No idea. You two can work out the details- I'm just the middleman.

Or you could just do it out of the [SNORT] goodness of your heart, outta respect for young love.

[smithandwesson]

[Yep. Laugh it up you shitty raccoon.]

Yeah... I'll sort out the financial aspects with him.

Any other details I need to know? Future spouses name. Distinguishing things about the couple. When the wedding is planned for...

[beatupgrass]

You have way too much faith in my interest in those kind of details, Sanzo. Promptly'll have it all when you call 'em.

[smithandwesson]

That's some sense of humor you've got there, twerp.

A monk may live off of a sense of charitable donation, but even I need to fucking eat.

[Also he just really needs the money. Otherwise he probably wouldn't even be considering it.]