The woman scours the cameras and pictured littered within here basement, there are Pictures of the buff llama all around the place. She desired to make it better than the last, the last picture. That one with the big booper in front of the door, it's one that's going to make a prospect fawn.
"That gym coach.
That could reach a fine price in the black market, I know. The acquired market for a rare price. Scarce with the amount of times that are mind."
She does a humble little grin, humming a fine tune as she organises all the photos into a folder. Then he returns to his computer.
"Ah Bob, we've got things to catch up, how's the business?"