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"You're welcome to keep it, we've got plenty of copies in the back."

Eyebrows rose at the insistence of paying, but Daniel took the card without argument. If the young man wanted to shove money at him, who was he to complain? Some people simply didn't feel comfortable receiving freebies - very few, but they existed. Clearly Cassian was one of these men.

Ringing up the order took approximately thirty seconds. The order was methodically punched into the computer as if Daniel knew the keys by heart (which wasn't terribly far from the truth), the card swiped and the receipt carefully torn from the register paper.

He offered the card back to the young man, this time with a paper companion in the form of his receipt.

"Thank you for your business, sir." He was offered a head nod and then, once the card was received, his hand moved out in offering for a shake. "And hopefully, we'll be able to perform more of it tomorrow?"

"As sad as it sounds, more likely than not you can find me up here during the day," Leaning over the counter, he reached up to pluck one of their business cards, but paused and retreated back to the register. A few clicks and he was printing a voided receipt, the store's address and phone number printed neatly and automatically on top.

Sliding a pen from his apron pocket, he leaned down and scratched out a number, the blue ink looking messy in comparison to the perfect lettering of the register's computer. Still, it was legible, so he was satisfied as he turned to offer the crisp paper to his (hopefully!) new business associate.

"But here's that number, plus my cell if you need it. I don't mind texts but uh," He grinned sheepishly, "I'm not terribly fast, so please pardon any delays on my end."

"I agree."

The card was accepted graciously, the shop manager moving to tuck it away in his own pocket, as opposed to the apron's. He would have to check out the young man's youtube station - granted, once he figured out how to properly navigate around youtube. Maybe he'd ask Priscilla for tips - lord only knew how much she used the internet on her phone, so she was probably more up to date with social media than anyone else he knew.

"Feel free to text whenever; like I said, I'm not the quickest response, but I promise I will reply."

He gave Cassian a final friendly wave before returning to his own stocking (because goodness only knew how it would never get done otherwise!).