"Yeah, he bled all over my head, the bastard.  Still, he's apparently here..."<br/><br/>A couple minutes later, the two of them were in the room, Ubon covered in his slightly dirtied and bloodstained outfit, but otherwise... he was immaculate.  Athena... to the dwarf's grumbling... looked like she had just walked in off of a runway stage at worst, minus the hideously masking makeup.<br/><br/>"How the hell you do that shit I don't know..." Mr. Johnson said, tossing a beer gently to Ubon, then<em>hard</em>to Athena who caught it with ease "Anyway, job done, I'm safe and alive, ears ringing a bit though, all good all that jazz... now for money, here's the payment."<br/><br/>Three certified credsticks - like tiny USBs - were set out on the table, and if Alice were to check it... she'd see a nice 23,000 nuyen paycheck, a promise of the first number not being a '1'...<br/><br/>"There's the pay, good job, now have a drink already." he said, as Ubon opened his (Athena didn't though; hers was shaken when thrown, never good) "Not everyday you make a paycheck like that huh?"