“What you ‘ave ’ere me boy is a problem,” the builder kicked the passage wall, “you want to go big but you don’t ’ave the room, but ol’ Ron here can helps yah. For a price of course.”
“Of course,” Ralph shot back, “look all I need is for you to dig me a perfectly round tunnel.”
“Mmmm, but you don’t own all this land me boy. It’s not yours to dig. It’s other peoples, see me point? Now if I was to do this work and these people were to find out I had dug their land without asking ‘em, well, they might be a bit upset about it all.
“Of course, yes, yes I understand. How much?
“Well that’s the thing me boy, how much do you want to spend. I can bring the lads down, ’ave this tunnel o’ yours dug in a day, or, I could ’ave ’em dig it over a period of weeks, which could cause all sorts of problems you know? They might get a bit suspicious with all the banging and crunching.
“How much?
“Up to you.
“Name your price then.
“There you go me boy, now your getting the ’ang of this game. We’ll have it done for you tomorrow.