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   The edge-less Gallade seemed to be judging Gourgeist (Like getting money to eat was a bad thing.) 

“I’m earning money to sustain myself with food in a profession in which it looks like you have very little experience in.” Geist stated, but it occurred to him that Pras here might have some cash on hand so…..

   Great. You knew this would attract creeps.

   Gourgeist sighed internally. 

   Geist was resting on his table (day dreaming, really!) until a voice woke him back to reality.

   Oh.   He wiped bits of drool from his face.

“I’m running a legitimate business here, just like you.” Gourgeist pouted.  How can you even scam people with kissing booth.  

   A jar? He never thought about a jar, Geist just nicked a old small box of the street.

“ I have a place for the money.Why? Are you just here to nag at me for how I’m running my business or did the Fossil want a smooch?”