"What price do I pay for this favor I ask of you?"
"A stomach ulcer."
"What? Do... you want me to bring you a--"
"No, for this good fortune you desire, you will receive a stomach ulcer in return."
There was a long silence between the two, as the mortal considered this exchange.
"But," the mortal protested weakly, "I love coffee..."
"More than success?"
Another long silence followed.
"I’m thinking," the mortal quibbled.
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