“Excuse me, are you ‘Baron Kelra Stachi’?”

“Oh, I’m sorry, Baronet. Yes, I’m here about your offer. I have plenty of experience with domestic robot supervision and maintenance, small arms, and some tactical knowledge.”

“No, I don’t really know anything about poisons or explosives.”

“Does it include job-related expenses? I’m not really interested if it doesn’t cover-”

“Will I have to stay-”

“How many enemies do you have?”

“Well, I mean, that’s comforting and all, but I don’t really know much about the politics of it.”

“Er, no, I don’t really offer that kind of service. Listen, maybe this position isn’t-”

“Oh, I see.”

“I don’t see what that has to do with anything.”

“Tomorrow?”

“How much?”

“Really?”

“No, I think that will be more than sufficient. Please send me the contract when you get the time. Oh, and it’s in the Midrift Tower, you said?”