> "Don't do any of those. Neither of us have any reason to be followed, unless you're not telling me something. Keep an eye out, as you've been doing, and maybe we can find out what she wants indirectly. You wanted to have a look at the Pawn Shop, right? Let's head there, see what happens."
>"I'd say we both have plenty of reasons to be followed," says Parsee, "but alright. I'll do what I can. I'm telling you, though, we'll have to do something about this..."
>The two of you enter the Pawn Shop. Ringing the bell on the door rings as you enter. The pawn shop is fairly spacious, with all sorts of junk on display in cases, shelves, and racks. The lights are kind of dim, giving this place a dingy look. The owner, a white-haired man with glasses, nods at you as you enter. A large sign behind him says: "We accept currency from: United States, China, Japan, Australia, New Zealand, Singapore, Canada, South Korea, Russia." It is written in English, Japanese, and a few other languages. You notice Russia was added in by hand. There are a few customers lingering about, looking as various things.
>"I see you two have met," the shopkeeper notes, glancing at your linked arms. "Well, that's one less referral for me to bother with."
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