"Now then, there's no time like the present or whatever. How about we get started at once?"
Micah clapped his hands against his knees and stood up. Pride finished his coffee by throwing it back down his throat and also rose while Baldas floated up to the same height as Micah's head.
"What do you need me to do?"
"You can start organizing and preparing for the first delivery of coffee beans and whatever fruits and crops you can spare. It doesn't have to be the highest-grade stuff. It'll do as long as it, you know, is better than dirt since the food served in Vanitapolis is worse than dirt."
"Okay… How much do I need to prepare?"
"Hmm. It's probably going to take a while until people can afford it, but there are still several hundred residents in town. We can probably make several roundtrips, but as long as there's enough fruit for everyone in town to get a piece, it will be fine."
"..."
