"Yeah.  Well, I'll have to buy myself out of the contract.  But that's easily done.  As soon as Angel is dead, I'll have access to the Clan funds.  I can pay His Sliminess off and we can do as we please."  He sips the espresso.  "Good coffee, ta, pet."  The onions are brown, he add the meat to brown in with them, and puts on a pot of water to boil for the noodles.