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He took another swig of his drink before answering, "Well he told me about how some people used to believe that the original owner of the painting was a sorcerer. Then he told me all about what he did to get the painting so that no one would ever be able to claim ownership. And then I heard about what he did with your paintings," he grinned at the end of his story, "and I decided to buy two." Sibylla looked at K'agosk, shocked by his revelation. "Wait, you did what?" He shrugged. "What? I'm not that stupid. Why wouldn't I get my hands on those beautiful, unique paintings?" Sibylla rolled her eyes, shaking her head. "That doesn't matter K'agosk, those paintings aren't mine," she said firmly. "Don't worry, they won't stay with me forever." She paused, thinking for a moment about K'agosk's offer. "Okay I'll give you my share of the proceeds from selling them. In return you have to give me the painting that he brought." K'agosk nodded. "Okay, deal." Sibylla reached across the table to shake his hand and smiled. "Great. Now, where is the other one? Did you hide it somewhere in your apartment?"

K'agosk sighed. "Of course not, I don't have the money." Sibylla frowned. "But we got paid today…" K'agosk shook his head, placing his elbow on the table. "Yeah but what about the commission? We have to pay that too." Sibylla thought about it for a minute. "Alright then, how about you go to the store and buy the painting? We can still take care of our expenses there, we only need to pay our commission." K'agosk smiled smugly at her. "You are the boss." Sibylla grinned and nodded. "Good. So you'll go to the store and I'll meet you there later." K'agosk nodded, turning to leave. "Bye bye." Sibylla waved at him as he left. Once he was gone she sighed and leaned back in her chair.

Once she got home that evening she immediately went to her bedroom