"Cheers!"
"Cheers!"
Mr. Bede took a small sip, while Piaget drained his glass.
Seeing this, Mr. Bede slapped the back of Piaget's head.
"Go easy, you fool! Don't you know we only have this one bottle?"
Piaget picked up the bottle and poured himself more as he complained, "That's why I suggested you buy another two bottles."
"Another two bottles? Do you know how expensive this is?"
"Don't we still have Point Vouchers?"
"Then what about next week's rent and our tickets for the ship home?"
Piaget pointed toward the distant Gate of Reincarnation and asked,
"The great Wall God is right up ahead, and you're still worrying about next week's rent and our tickets home?"
"The great Wall God is right up ahead, and you actually expect a god to take care of next week's rent and our tickets home?"
Piaget's eyes widened in surprise. "Mr. Bede, I think there's a serious problem with your faith."
"No, you're the one with a problem."
"You're not sincere. You're actually thinking about a way out."
"I'm not sincere? Do you know what will happen if we're stranded here without any Point Vouchers? You'll end up in that art studio with the Male Painting hanging outside."
"Given the tastes and needs of the female customers here, I think you'd be more popular than me, Mr. Bede."
"Women are just like men. They like young members of the opposite sex."
"Except for mature, charming ones."
"You brat, do you know what you're saying?"
"Actually, I don't know what either of us is saying. The great Wall God is right up ahead, and we're sitting here discussing which of us would be more popular in an art studio?"
"You know, I've spent a long time painting, but I've never managed to paint what happens