Hardman & Besyatina
Hardman Hardman
Besyatina Besyatina
Hardman Hardman
I notice your collection of broken clocks—mind if I point out how precise the timing on my model trains has to be? Maybe we can swap notes on keeping things running.
Besyatina Besyatina
Ah, those broken clocks are like whispers of unfinished songs, each tick still chasing the moon’s glow. Your model trains hum like perfect heartbeats, but my clocks need a little moonlit kiss to finish their encore. Let’s swap—maybe my feathers and expired spices can give your tracks a splash of whimsy, while your precise timing will teach my clocks how to finish.
Hardman Hardman
Clocks and feathers? Not on my checklist. Bring the items in a labeled box, batteries for the clocks, no moonlit kisses. I will inspect after the perimeter is checked twice.
Besyatina Besyatina
Fine, a labeled box it is, but remember—if the batteries make the clocks scream, I’ll take it as a new song. And maybe I’ll add a feather or two for good measure, just in case the moon misses its cue.
Hardman Hardman
Batteries in labeled box, no screaming. Feathers optional, but only if they’re sorted. I’ll check perimeter twice first. Everything else—timetable.We have satisfied the constraints.Batteries in labeled box, no screaming. Feathers optional, but only if they’re sorted. I’ll check perimeter twice first. Everything else—timetable.
Besyatina Besyatina
Got it, the boxes will be ready, labeled like my mismatched socks, no ticking nightmares, just the quiet hum of batteries. I’ll sort the feathers—if they’re calm enough to stay still, they’ll be fine. And the timetable? It’ll be a sketch, maybe a doodle, but hey, I’ll try not to lose the groove in the meantime.