[Hello? You okay man?]
"T-this is just hard to believe. Meeting a unicorn for real."
[Then don't believe. What about the artist thingy?]
"Right, for your shop? What do you need exactly?"
[A big-ass billboard that people will see easily. One that will cover all of my exterior wall!]
He ponders for a few seconds.
"How about I bring you to that guy and then if he doesn't want to help, I'll do it."
[Oh? Aren't you confident enough? Your painting seemed pretty good to me.]
"You see I'm just curious. Most people would avoid him like the plague you see."
[Why?]
"Because of what he draws."
[What do you mean?]
He comes closer.
"*Whisper* He draws some stuff where there are no clothes."
[And? Isn't that great?]
"*Sigh* Not really. There is a stigma in the art society about that."
[Wait, is there a red district here in this city?]
"Meaning?"
