I was in Bacolod at night, near our boarding house in Libertad. I walked around the area. I found a store with an underground hideout. I saw my DBTI classmates there. Clint was there. I was selling stuff.
In the morning, I went to travel on bus going south. I brought my wares. Mostly, awesome knives. Some of which would be perfect for athame. I wanted to keep one for myself. I arrived at a town. I gave them their orders, but some won't pay until some time in the future. I felt torn whether I should allow that or not, since I already paid for those items, but I just said okay.