[ The movement of Saul's arms immediately draws his attention downwards. Those clothes barely match at all, and it gives him flashbacks to a certain unpleasant, pink-haired man.
(I think it's probably your suit rather than how you carry yourself.)
But that--
There's no mistaking that pin now that he's closer. And yet ... What did he say? ]
You know about greasing the right palms, huh?
[ Well. This is Hell, he supposes. If this guy is an attorney, though, he takes particular issue with that. ]
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(I think it's probably your suit rather than how you carry yourself.)
But that--
There's no mistaking that pin now that he's closer. And yet ... What did he say? ]
You know about greasing the right palms, huh?
[ Well. This is Hell, he supposes. If this guy is an attorney, though, he takes particular issue with that. ]