"Right…" sighed Argyle. "And just when I thought that Jack had become too strong too quickly, I found out that he's still not strong enough…"
"Jack knows that better than anyone, Argyle. Why else would he be so adamant on taking advantage of others when given the opportunity?" chuckled Tralon.
"I just thought he was a jerk."
"Well, he is," Tralon admitted. "But if he wasn't a jerk, could he have gotten this far so quickly? Doesn't it make sense for Daruun to choose a jerk as his champion?"
"You've got a point there," Argyle agreed as he lifted himself from his lounge chair. "I'll get my people situated to the north end of the property. That's where you want us, right?"
"Correct. That way you can still have a storefront with an abundance of foot traffic," replied Tralon.
As Argyle opened the door to leave, he was surprised to find the Leisure Guild's deputy manager on the other side.
