The gypsy man was quick to gather the proffered leaves without even a bat of his eye. "Of course. There's one available on the fourth floor." He turned and searched through a drawer for the necessary key.

"...that was way too much," Urd sighed behind Osaka, placing her head in her hands. "Next time, just haggle a bit, okay? Don't just give it all out there right away! Make them work for it."

"Here you are," the man said, giving Osaka a weathered key. "No refunds."