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... nrir frowned like Lux had just suggested he go kiss a seraph. "Tip? As in... Hell Coins?"
Lux blinked, then laughed. "Ah. Right. Mortal realm. Yeah, they don’t accept soul-tethered currency or blood-marked silver here."
He fished into his jacket. With a flick, he pulled out a crisp hundred-dollar bill, still fresh, like it had just been printed and kissed by greed itself.
He handed it over casually to the courier, who took it like he’d just been handed the keys to heaven. ...
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