"It brings customers to the bar," Leah replied, smirking a bit as she handed over the vodka. "And he's a good kid, so having him run it out of here is better than letting him do it on some corner by himself or for some pimp or something. Safer here, you know?"<br/><br/>"Uh huh..." Samuel said, feeling slightly disturbed by the concept of some place else being more stressful than here. "So this paste and molten slag thing, is that what you're planning to do with the chemicals? Er, if'n you don't mind me asking anyways..." He took another sip from the bottle, smaller and more carefully than he had before and managed to get it down without trouble this time.