*I put the quick-clot powder on my stub, and wince as the wound cauterizes.* "I need to ask about my account, with the Society. I looked that I only owe a few hundred. If you pay that to the Society on my behalf, I'll get you your money plus interest."
"Interest, eh? Hmm...Yeah, you do only owe a few hundred...done. But I expect double of what was owed, okay?"
"I'm also in need of a new place. I would like to use Warehouse 83."
"Done, that old place hasn't been used in years."
"Thanks man."
*Ronnie leans back in his chair, content. I sigh, feeling a lot less weighted.* "Alright...I'm gonna need a new team."