Tal wrinkled his nose, being introduced to marketing techniques in an unexpected situation. He nodded slowly, however, recognizing the sense in the cowboy's words. He wasn't used to thinking about mud in the same way of other more saleable goods, but hail, with the right spin...
A slow grin spread over Tal's face, a flash of white through the muck he'd mostly smeared wiped off. "Thanks, Morgen!" Some good advice he'd be keeping in mind. Now if he just had something to carry the quicksand in. Hmm.
He cleared his throat and gave a sharp nod, starting to extend a hand for a shake and then, seeing the dirt on it, retracting it with an uncomfortable clearing of his throat. "Uh. Yeah. I was huntin' 'em but I wouldn't've been able t'handle the whole pack on my own," he admitted with a grimace. "They were more than I was expectin'. Glad we ran into each other today."
A slow grin spread over Tal's face, a flash of white through the muck he'd mostly smeared wiped off. "Thanks, Morgen!" Some good advice he'd be keeping in mind. Now if he just had something to carry the quicksand in. Hmm.
He cleared his throat and gave a sharp nod, starting to extend a hand for a shake and then, seeing the dirt on it, retracting it with an uncomfortable clearing of his throat. "Uh. Yeah. I was huntin' 'em but I wouldn't've been able t'handle the whole pack on my own," he admitted with a grimace. "They were more than I was expectin'. Glad we ran into each other today."
