Tuesday January 2, 2001
Book 1: The Tub of Happiness
Bureaucracy Bountiful


Attorney Drone 1:There is no call for unpleasantries Mister Reynstein. You've beaten us in court, but we would still like to make a deal with you.
Massey:You can't afford me.
Attorney Drone 1:Bah! Every man has a price. These mercenaries... Any action that delays their departure from Luna will benefit us, and will be richly rewarded.
Massey:How richly?
Attorney Drone 1:One hundred thousand kilocreds. Galactic currency.
Massey:That's a lot of money. I could buy my way to any point in the galaxy with that.Throw in a clean conscience for me and you've got a deal.
Attorney Drone 1:What is this "conscience" you speak of?
Massey:Part of my price.
Attorney Drone 1:Hrrrm, I'll see what we can do...