#464 Need Canvas

Soapstone the Scholar-Pioneer glances around the dark tower room, little frustrated. Sharpie the detective and the Aviatar are sitting at the table with them.
Soapstone: This room is unideal for presentations...
Sharpie: Wha’s the hol’ up?

The Aviatar explains to Sharpie as he tries to look if he has anything to help put up the canvas. Soapstone talks inaudibly with their assistant, Rapakivi, who is holding the rolled up canvas.
The Aviatar: Can’t start. Need canvas.
Sharpie: So that roll of paper needs ta be kept open?

Sharpie turns his face toward his guards, who have been drinking glup this whole time.
The Aviatar: Yes.
Sharpie: Lemme handle it. Rufa! Herrimili! Ailamm! Protocol #41!