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“Bet he’s got one hell of a tennis serve.”

“Wouldn’t doubt it.”

“And I bet his overhead can’t be too high either.”

“Huh? What’re you talkin’ about, Ingo?”

“Well, consider the fixed costs any lawn care provider is going to have. You need storage facilities, office space, phone and cell service, advertising, a web presence, tool maintenance and repair…”

“Not to mention all that there gas-o-leen for mowers and wackers.”

“Exactly. Do you see him using any equipment?”

“Hmm. Well what about that van of his?”

“Have you looked inside?”

“No. Why, what’s back there?”

“Just a grindstone… surrounded by bags of rupees! I’m tellin’ you, Talon, there’s a mint to be made in this business.”

“Really? What’s he chargin’ you?”

“Nothing.”

“Nothin’?”

“Indeed. I told him he could keep anything he found in the tall grass. He’s already mowed four acres in an hour with that blade of his. But we could charge twenty rupees an acre. I don’t have to tell you what kind of money we could be raking in.”

“I dunno, Ingo.”

“Oh come on, Talon! Haven’t you always wanted to send Malon to that fancy milkmaid college?”

“I suppose. But we can’t compete with some young kid who’s doing it for free!”

“That’s why I have a plan to put our little green-clad friend out of business… permanently. Heh heh heh.”

“But Ingo…”

“Just let me do the talking. He should be finishing up soon.”

“Speakin’ of which, it looks like he found somethin’ out there.”

“Hmm? What’s that you got, boy? Hold it over your head so I can see it… Uh oh.”

“Is that the deed to the ranch, Ingo?”

“Well milk me.”

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