Chapter 1 – Page 33

A mysterious man’s sweaty face.
Text- 20th of May 1604
A pub in London, on the Strand
Mysterious man- “Shall we always, gentlemen, talk and never do anything?”

Verbatim. I liked it.
Otherwise I’d rephrase as: “Is everyone here just words? I am sick of meetings.” Would tag character but that feels like a spoiler. Though you can just google his words anyway ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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