- And then I said, “you and I both know that you didn’t inherit that jewelry, so what do say, thirty for all of it, and I won’t call the bloody guards on you!” - And what did he say to that? - Say!? He barely managed to keep his pants dry! In the end, he took my, if you ask me, more than fair offer, before running off to crawl back into whatever dank hole he came from! - Fair!? Thirty, for all that!? That’s the Phineas Five Finger I know. - Well I got mouths to feed, a proper provider, I am! - Yeah, for every faithful wife between the mountains and the southern cities! -...And for every whore along the road! - Ah, you dog! The two merchants laughed loudly as they walked north, not a care in the world weighing on their minds, not knowing they were being watched.
