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Waheed examines the book, tenderly unwrapping it before inspecting it closely.

WAHEED: My, my... you weren't kidding about the binding. Time has done it no kindness. Wherever did you acquire it?

Silvia acts nonchalant.

SILVIA: I have a regular who works in the import business. He had brought it from Tamar.

Waheed rests his chin on his hands, contemplating

WAHEED: I hope your smuggler friend gave you a good price. Re-binding it won't come cheap.

Silvia smiles, holding up a finger.

SILVIA: I know your work is worth every Mark.