Intrigued, Marius eyed the handful Ambrose offered him. He was used to dealing with unconvertible currency, and he had a pretty good grasp on what his mother liked trading for by now - basically, the shinier or more unusual it was, the more it was worth.
He ferreted out a couple of stones with one forefinger. Pretty. Would match Foxx's eyes nicely, assuming he hadn't forgotten what colour they were. "These will get you a nice credit chip you can use while you're here, or cash in when you leave. Certainly keep you in drinks for a while. Anything in particular you like? We have a pretty broad range here."
Shooting a glance over his shoulder, he gave the other man a warm, wry grin. "Don't mind the family crisis. I'd not be exaggerating to say they happen all the damn time."
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