[Video] The Rescue Group can plot here if they'd like

[beancounter]

[The video clicks on to show Fenton, tapping his hand nervously on his kitchen table. He's locked the feed, but it's only a general lock. He just made sure this new guy wasn't on it. He's clearly struggling with what to say, not wanting to say too much over the open network, even locked as it was. He felt a little paranoid, but it was a similar feeling as when the witches had taken over Main Street, and you never knew if they were spying on you through mirrors - any mirror. It was that same sense of unease.]

So. Okay. I'm sure we've all heard this guy and his ransom demands. I can help give some munny to the 'cause'. The guy said he'd tell us where to drop it, later. [He frowned, narrowing his eyes faintly, glancing to the side.] ....Anyone want to join me in "pooling" our munny? Discussing who should make the "drop", perhaps? We can all meet up in one spot, if that's easier on everyone. Anyone have a place in mind?

[He was speaking in code as much as he dared. Clearly a rescue mission needed to be held, but he didn't dare announce so over the network, even locked as it was... just in case. Like with the witches. It was probably better to meet in person, to discuss plans on rescing the others. Hopefully others would understand that's what he was getting at, here.]

[And if not, well... at least they'd be gathering up the ransom munny they needed, anyway.]

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[beancounter]

[Fenton didn't know what Scorpia meant by what could be "sold", but so long as they were both on the same page regarding meeting up to talk about the situation, all was good. Fenton nodded enthusiastically.]

I'll head over there right now! Then we can start pooling our resources.

[And he would indeed head over to the castle as soon as he finished his conversation with Scorpia. He did take his bank book, just in case they really did need to get some munny together, if only to look convincing. Worst case scenario, he WAS ready to fork over some munny if it meant helping to save Lydia (and the others). He'd have to go over to the bank to do so, but he'd at least be able to see how much he'd be able to give to the cause.]

[connie_maheswaran]

Connie had her ears open. She replayed the message before finally replying].

I'd be happy to donate my money Mr. Crackshell. Where would you like to meet so I can give it to you in person?

[beancounter]

[Fenton beamed widely.] Thanks! That'd be a great help! We'll be meeting in the Castle to... ah... pool all our munny together.

[connie_maheswaran]

Right, ok. I'll be there as soon as I can.

[Maybe now they could get to the bottom of this situation].

[beancounter]

We'll see you soon, then. I'll head there right now, myself!