And saying hello was something he appreciated, really. It was better than a lot of things.
“Hey, you never know. One day, our handwriting may just be worth millions of dollars. Not that money really shows something’s value, but if some dodgy billionaire wants to buy my signature someday, I’m not complaining.”
“Good point… Well, maybe not millions… But profit, yeah. Even better if the signature is from a certain thief, popular as that would be even now. “
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