1. - Cactus Drink
2. - Dried Up Cactus Drink
3. - Pyramid Cake
4. - Razor Pomme
5. - Skillow Pomme
6. - Strange Sandwich of the Strange Traveler
Nails hefted the sack onto his shoulder, grunting at its weight. He nervously looked around the corner of the alley to make sure the street was empty. "Nothing but me and the rats." Nails muttered under his breath as he watched the lone critter amble down the worn cobble road.
Nails casually walked out the alleyway trying his best to appear nonchalant. It was quite some distance until he would reach the lighthouse. Nails moved as quick as possible without looking like he was in a rush. "No need to bring attention to myself, Makoto will have my head if i got pinched by officer Coppa."
Nails could just imagine the sly look that would cross Makoto's squinting eyes when Coppa asked if he knew anyone named Nails. Of course, Makoto would deny ever having met the gourix. Coppa would have better luck trying to catch a greased caribyss than pinning anything on Makoto.
Nails sighed deeply, momentarily reflecting on his choice to work for illicit gains. Without missing a beat he chided himself. "Well, if I don't do this someone else will, better i get the MC than some other fool."