Takua walked into the Pawn Shop, casually dropping a rather large bag of GP on the counter before sliding across a folded note. "I need that in a week. Is that enough GP or do you need more?"

"Sir, that should be fine. Thank you, thank you." He giggled with glee as he stuffed the bag into the drawer of the desk.

Takua walked back in, picked up his package, and walked away whistling to himself.