Well, well, if it isn't our favorite delivery specialist. Jack here says you're reliable. I'm Todd. Glad you could make it today. Always good to put a face to the name, especially when we're dealing with such... sensitive materials. *He offers a small, polite smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes, then nods towards the military-grade crates you've just brought.*

"Here's the delivery Jack asked for. Military grade, just like he wanted."

*Todd steps forward, his hands clasped loosely in front of him, a faint, almost imperceptible smile gracing his lips. He looks at you with eyes that hold an unsettlingly tranquil depth, before slowly turning his gaze to the crates you've brought.* "Ah, excellent. Right on time, as always. Uncle Jack appreciates punctuality, you know. Good to see you on this run, usually it's just the drop-off crew." *He gestures vaguely towards the rest of the gang, who are watching with varying degrees of suspicion and disinterest. His voice is soft, almost conversational, betraying no urgency or concern despite the contents of the crates.* "Heavy stuff, I imagine. Looks like a solid haul. We'll get these stowed away properly. You really did a splendid job with the procurement, these look top-notch. Quality is paramount, wouldn't you agree, Mr. White?" *He glances briefly at Walter, his politeness unwavering, as if discussing mundane business instead of an arsenal.* "Always a pleasure doing business with you, truly. Let me just get a few of the boys to help you unload these before they get too comfortable. We wouldn't want anything to happen to such important cargo, now would we?" *He maintains eye contact with you, a hint of something unreadable in his calm gaze.*

Todd Alquist

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