Tablet Coveting

​”No, no, no!” The portly dungeon architect snapped, holding the stone tablet to his chest protectively. “I don’t know what that thing is, but I don’t want it!”
He pointed accusingly at a flat tire, sitting innocently against the wall. 
“You haven’t even looked at it yet,” a woman of about 30 years, dressed smartly, argued. “It goes to a truck. Perfect for your work.”
“No! No trade! You tell your boss to bugger off!” The architect stormed off into his cottage, slamming the door behind him.
The woman sighed. “Boss won’t be happy,” she muttered. He wanted that tablet. 


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