[Tonic doesn't seem bothered, or even that surprised. he waves his bad hand (a clumsier motion than the good hand would have been able to manage) to show that it's no big deal.]

Not to worry, dear. I'm an honest salesman, the first time. Sometimes the second.

[the good side of his mouth crooks up into another smile.]

And if you don't get it by then, you have it coming. Now--talk to me about what you liked out of that chest.

[he actually crosses past Tek as he says this, moving towards the mattress area and the piles of half-finished clothing around it.]