"One last question, Tartaglia. How much did you spend on that single meal of yours?" Dottore asked.
"Five hundred thousand Mora. What about it, Dottore?" Tartaglia asked, looking confused.
"Nothing at all. I'll take my leave." Dottore left with a poker face, though mentally he gave the man a silent thumbs-up. *Once you get back to Snezhnaya and Pantalone looks at this stack of bills, he'll probably murder you.*
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