The letter has some cup ring-stains on it from resting on a bar and smells vaguely of stale cigar smoke...
Hey Scribes,
I'd like to sit and discuss an idea I have that would include work for your hands. It would involve filling both the treasury and your own pockets much like licenses do currently. I think you'll like it a lot, from early discussions I've had.
But I'd like to iron out the kinks, as they say, to make sure it's worthy of suggestion.
Find me at your earliest convenience, I'll be in touch.
-Buster