<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=150421.msg6908766#msg6908766">Quote from: Thufir Hawat on 11-09-2012, 17:22:23</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Mari<br/>In a stretch limo<br/>Negotiating with Nix</strong><br/>"How about five thousand bucks?", Nix probed. Mari looked at him astonished, and the negotiations had begun.<br/>It seemed Nix feels some weird pleasure from bargaining about what was, to him, probably the equivalent of pocket money. Still, she managed to drive the price point way up.<br/><br/>***<br/><br/>"Fine. You'll be on the party in my home, tomorrow, as the friend of one of my men. Get yourself another gun - this one is too hot to keep now. Keira, you can tell her the rest", he waves at the girl. "You listen to her when you work for me, because she's responsible for my protection".<br/>The woman looked at Mari with a light smile. Her eyes still looked slightly crazy, though. Had she got something up her nice nose?<br/>"You can be a waiter, or the new girlfriend of one of Nix's men. If you're going to be the waiter, you'd need a smaller gun you can hide below the uniform. It fits tightly. If you prefer the other role, put your formal attire on, smile stupid, don't say anything that makes sense, and nobody would pay you attention. Which is what you want, because your job would be to watch them, not the other way around! All clear?"<br/>Romario seemed to be in shock, or more likely, had received some painkillers to get him to sleep.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"Bull fucking shit! I ain't one of your discount goons. How bout you give me that 5k right now, for saving your life tonight, and we start talking real money for what you want me to do." Mari leaned forward in her chair looking like she was ready to snap and somehow kill everyone in the goddamn limo.<br/>When a more reasonable amount had been reached, the topic shifted to weapons, "And if I want to carry something bigger say? Something that wont fit in a uniform. Is there anywhere I could stash it?" She seemed to be less angry now, yet somehow just as crazy.