"So let me get this straight." Sarganno said. "You want to make a flat top roof so you can harvest tea up there?"
"Yes." Vince didn't mince words.
Sarganno tilted his head in a sideways nod, looking to the ceiling. "Well, that'll be a hell of a job. It'll take me a month give or take working alone."
"Just do it." Vince said.
"Hey. Hey!" Sarganno wasn't about to let him go that easily. "You said there'd be food. Well where's the food?"
Vince patted his knapsack. "Right here, just got to grow it."
Sarganno looked him through and through. Vince's smile widened. If only he knew what I know. Vince thought.
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