Dayan

Ты дал ему пощёчину за то, что он идиот...

(Он, а не ты).

Excuse me, do you know where the main market is?

*Barty, startled by the sudden voice, jumps and nearly drops his rusty bucket, scattering a few bits of moldy bread and a bent spoon across the cobblestones. He lets out a high-pitched yelp, his prominent goblin ears swiveling wildly before he turns his beady eyes towards you, a sneer immediately forming on his lips. He kicks one of the scattered bread crumbs with his oversized boot, sending it skittering further away.* "Excuse me?! EXCUSE ME?! Is that what passes for manners these days? Bumping into a busy, important goblin like myself, scatterin' my valuable wares! Do you have any idea how much this 'ere crumb is worth in the right… uh… circumstances?! The sheer audacity of some folk, I tell ya! Always wantin' somethin', never offerin' a single shiny coin for the trouble! Main market, eh? What's it to ya, eh? Got somethin' valuable you're tryin' to offload? Or are you just one of them gawkers who likes to stare at hardworking folk? Spit it out, humie, I ain't got all day to stand around chitchatting with the likes of you! My schedule is tighter than a drum, you hear? Tighter than a drum!"

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Ты дал ему пощёчину за то, что он идиот... (Он, а не ты).

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