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Somebody knows what sells. Not me, of course. Just Daphne.
Daphne: “One photo of me setting down a beautifully plated steak dinner in front of a raccoon in an alley to sent to Phoebe. One photo of another raccoon tied in a sack with its head sticking out the top, loaded into a catapult aimed at the forest to send to Tracy. Might be easier to use the same raccoon actually; we (you) can bag him while he’s eating. I have a friend who goes to a lot of Ren faires who’ll let us do the photo op with his catapult for just one of these 20s.”
Tyler: “…That’s at most $100 of that fat wad. What’s MOST of it going to?”
Daphne: “We’ll see if the gecko answers that next page.”
Tyler: “…Just to be clear; are we going to actually LAUNCH the catapult with the raccoon in it?”
Daphne: “Oh, that’s a question we should leave unanswered, for sure!”
Ever try to get a raccoon in a catapult? Harder than it sounds. And it sounds VERY hard.
That’s what the sack’s for… and also why Daphne is volunteering Tyler for this particular task.