<em>Perfume? Is she joking?</em>, the bounty hunter inwardly fumes.<br/>On the outside, he retains his steadfast demeanor. He waits a moment before coming up with a reply.<br/><strong>"Lady, while you would need perfume after wading threw such filth, I am not so foolish as to risk my life for a mere <span class="bbc_u">possibility</span> of repayment."</strong>, he explains, trying his best not to offend,<strong>"I can't accept such an offer without a considerably higher compensation, being the professional I am."</strong><br/>Zev turns, motioning toward the man he was now a little more familiar with.<br/><strong>"And you, do-gooder or no, should see the sheer vanity and pettiness of such a quest. Or am I being too bold?"</strong>, he finishes, unsure how his words would effect his standings with the two.