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The prime frowns, seemingly confused. "Don't organic lifeforms have other ways of stress relief though?"

"we do, but...let see how to put this...say you were given a highly concentrated piece of energon, from someone who you care deeply for. Now have that person go god knows where and you can't find them, now that one reminder of them you have is forcefully taken away because of your age.....how would you feel? Hmm?"

Being the logical being that she is, she is still confused. "We don't usually use energon as a... Souvenirs. It would have been consumed as fuel most likely, as for the age.. Well, I'm over 9 million years old, it's highly unlikely. I'm sorry, I just don't see the sentiment. "

"It's money. Why wouldn't I know how to count?" Claude took the pouch from Drael and immediately started to count it. "Money is truly the best thing in the world. There isn't anything I wouldn't do for 20 bucks," she said with a grin.

He grumbled quietly "an upgrade then, and they said you needed to be a few mill older. How bout that"

He perked up his tails wagging "then you'll find my mom's ivory pipe!? And give it back to me?" He stood up and scrambled to the bar and clambered onto a stool

"You'd do anything for a twenty...? Reminds me of stuff the men around my unit would say."

He glared at Claude and pointed at her as if issuing a silent reprimand.

"The only thing I'd do for a twenty is knock down the genocidal people in Europe and Asia as I did for the longest time."

"Of course, I've done tracking jobs before, Sugah." Claude stashed the coin pouch in her leather jacket pocket and went into the back. After a while, Claude came out coughing heavy due to her asthma and a ivory pipe in her hand. She handed it quickly to Michael then used her inhaler to relieve the coughing. "The old '20 dollas is 20 dollas' thing? I haven't recall a time where I didn't hear it," she said to M1917 with a giggle.

"Sorry, Pops. Money is money", she apologized to her father.

Onyx snatched it out of clauses hand faster than he's ever moved and was by the fire place in a blink. "Ylno more judging and no more stopping me" he thumbed his pipe full and lit it. He puffed contentedly, blowing out blue smoke "thanks again Claude, your a goodie"

Would pull him into her lap, yawning a bit and stretching, putting out the pipe "you know as long as he does not smoke, you cannot take a family heirloom from him"

"Ma'am... He just did smoke... "

Claude moved towards the fireplace to light her cigarette. "It's more of a little don't smoke in the bar policy, I think."

For the first time in quiet some time, Charlie Kothinto appears. "That and he isn't legal age to drink or smoke, heirloom or not. "

She was looking at the pipe and shrugs as she already put it out.

Claude looked stunned for the second time. "Yo, cous. Mind updating me on what this higher legal age is? Probably like a year higher."

"It should be 21, if I'm not mistaken. I am not aware of any changes to it. "

"Hey! Give that back! When I first did that no bats an eye. And I was allowed to do so before as long as it was by the fire place"