C83 silver leaf

After a few shouts, the night returned to its familiar state.

"Alright, enough fun, right? Let's get down to business." he said, straightening his crooked tie.

"Alright, business is more important, or rather, one's life is more important." I nodded.

Night took a capsule sized clear glass bottle from his pocket. Inside the bottle was a small, dried up leaf.

He gave me the bottle and said