“Guess what our specialty is.”
“Is it … chocolate? Man, I could go for some of that.”
“What? No. I’m making a point, here.”
“Oh.”
“Is your specialty, like, jams? Or wagon axles?”
“It’s sawdust. It’s sawdust.”
“Well no one’s going to buy that, mister!”
“I … noticed. Yes. That is what I’m trying to say.”
Well, at least his specialty isn’t shivs–I’d hate to see gods bleed.
Wouldn’t he be even more suspicius that they don’t know where Cassandra (the Oracle) is???
Cassandra, though “blessed” with prophecy—not an oracle, I think.
Random typo alert: it’s “siege” =P
Typo crisis averted!