"Had a man come in today wanting metal rope. Do I look like a forgeworks to you? We make rope rope. Completely different."
"I mean, I can see the reasoning. If they don't work, uh, in an actual industry, were they a bureaucrat or something?"
"Dressed like a sailor. So, no."
"Well, sailors. There you go."
"Don't know why he doesn't just marry her already. She'd say yes. They're good for each other."
"I saw her with that gaudy necklace, isn't she a-"
"No. She's not. She just dresses like one. She has a job in the upper districts."
"Her family is, then?"
"My boy wouldn't fall in with a lower city rat. She's not one, she just dresses that way."
"If you say so..."
"-Just another re-run of the same old movie. You'd think they could make new ones once in a while."
"That sounds expensive. And people keep watching the old ones."
"Still. I might quit going if they don't bring out something new."
"Maybe you should make your own."
"How would I afford my own camera? They cost, like, tens of thousands."
"Exactly."
"Oh, shut up."
"They closed the line by my apartment again. 'Maintenance issues.' It's always maintenance issues. Are the trolleys even safe?"
"They're, like, halfway to Lost Technology, you know?"
"What, really?"
"Yeah. Well, they use electricity, anyway. So it's probably tricky to find replacement parts. I'm sure it's safe."
"Well, maybe..."