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[He leaned his chin on one hand, lounging against the dirty wall of the alley like a king on a gilt throne.]

You'd think that, wouldn't you?

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[A snort at her.]

Always figure price before hand, darling

It was a mistake, alright?

[She lets out a frustrated sigh. The kind he usually gets when he is absolutely right.]

[He doesn't even try to hide the smug smile that sigh causes. David does so like to be right.]

So what would you like me to do?

[She must know that, even with her, he would need equal exchange. No debts could exist between them, not and let him retain what little sanity he had.]

Fix it. I don't care how. Do whatever you must.

[She steps closer, stroking his cheek.]

You can have whatever you want in exchange.

['Whatever he wanted' was a nice offer, but it wasn't solid enough for him to accept, yet.]

How much is it worth, my dear?

[Because 'whatever he wanted' would need to be of equal value.]

I will fix it for you, but how much is it worth.

[Well, she has gotten herself in a kind of precarious situation, since when she thinks 'anything' she usually does not mean it quite as literally as this time.]

You still won't work for money, will you?

[He withdrew slightly, leaning further back into the wall, resting his head against the brick.]

No money. And I won't come back to the house.

[it's said like an argument they've had too many times to count, where both sides were so scripted they could have it without speaking.]

Why? [It isn't even said as a real question at this point.] I could give you anything you want.

[Information was usually his favorite in trade - the easiest way to make further exchanges with others.

But... this information would be just for him.]

...The children. You have to tell me about the girl.

[Eileen.

It wasn't shame that kept him away. At least... his didn't think so. David was a very accomplished liar, however.]

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