Mr. Gold (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
makeadeal) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
milliways_bar2012-04-18 09:03 pm
makeadeal) wrote in milliways_bar2012-04-18 09:03 pm
Entry tags:
(no subject)
There are all manner of odd jobs that come with owning a business such as his. There are books to keep, records to maintain, trinkets to sell, and, on occasion, assess.
Mr. Gold sits tonight at a well-lit table, though the lighting is not meant to be either welcoming nor a deterrent; in short, it is nothing other than a means to an end, this end being, this particular evening, a chance to clean a rather lovely, old-fashioned beer stein, heavily enameled, with the sort of lid that flips open when pressed on with a thumb. He turns it over in white gloved hands, searching for chips or cracks, for smudges or clouded color.
There are six more in the shop, but it hardly makes sense to bring more than one with him, now does it?
[Tiny tag: Mr. Gold]
Mr. Gold sits tonight at a well-lit table, though the lighting is not meant to be either welcoming nor a deterrent; in short, it is nothing other than a means to an end, this end being, this particular evening, a chance to clean a rather lovely, old-fashioned beer stein, heavily enameled, with the sort of lid that flips open when pressed on with a thumb. He turns it over in white gloved hands, searching for chips or cracks, for smudges or clouded color.
There are six more in the shop, but it hardly makes sense to bring more than one with him, now does it?
[Tiny tag: Mr. Gold]