For where_it_hurts
Something fishy is going on. I can feel it in my horns. they itch, they ache and they point into the direction of Wolfram and Hart. Well, well, well. Isn't that interesting again. There's of course always something going on over there. I make good money on them, a very profitable firm. And the way they just seem to bounce back to life...unlife...whatever, remarkable.
Sure, I sell them out on occasion. I just sell my info to the best buyer. Why choose sides when there's profit to be made on both? So much easier. Call me Switzerland, I'm neutral, dig it. But from the hub hub on the street, I know something big is going down there. I'll just keep my ears, eyes and other info sensing bodyparts open and on alert. There will be some profit to make.
Lots of new peeps in town as well. Some new group is forming, I can tell. Best keep my eye on them too, there might be some money making bizz there. I'll just have to wait my chance and then jump at it. Anything to get more cash. More for Brad makes Brad a happy man. Demon. Whatever. Aint no one the boss of me. No siree. And no one working with me either. I aint sharing my not so hard earned cash. Maybe I should chat up some of the no braincells from the type pool over at the firm. They always like to gossip, and I'm a willing ear. Hell, both ears are willing to listen. And them my mouth will move the info along to whomever wants it. And pays of course. Nothing is for free.
That's what I'll do. It's not as if most of those girls actually work you know. All they do is drink coffee and yak all day. It's like my job, only the just yak useless information while yakking. But it makes it easy for me. I can buy them some candy, make some doe eyes, place a nice charming remark here and there and voila, Brad has is info. What? I can be charming. In fact, I'm about to prove. Ladies of the typing pool, here come Brad.
Can't wait to find out what's going on there. Bet those goody two shoes will love to pay for the info. Especially since there's a lot of new goody goodies in town as well.
How very interesting all.
Sure, I sell them out on occasion. I just sell my info to the best buyer. Why choose sides when there's profit to be made on both? So much easier. Call me Switzerland, I'm neutral, dig it. But from the hub hub on the street, I know something big is going down there. I'll just keep my ears, eyes and other info sensing bodyparts open and on alert. There will be some profit to make.
Lots of new peeps in town as well. Some new group is forming, I can tell. Best keep my eye on them too, there might be some money making bizz there. I'll just have to wait my chance and then jump at it. Anything to get more cash. More for Brad makes Brad a happy man. Demon. Whatever. Aint no one the boss of me. No siree. And no one working with me either. I aint sharing my not so hard earned cash. Maybe I should chat up some of the no braincells from the type pool over at the firm. They always like to gossip, and I'm a willing ear. Hell, both ears are willing to listen. And them my mouth will move the info along to whomever wants it. And pays of course. Nothing is for free.
That's what I'll do. It's not as if most of those girls actually work you know. All they do is drink coffee and yak all day. It's like my job, only the just yak useless information while yakking. But it makes it easy for me. I can buy them some candy, make some doe eyes, place a nice charming remark here and there and voila, Brad has is info. What? I can be charming. In fact, I'm about to prove. Ladies of the typing pool, here come Brad.
Can't wait to find out what's going on there. Bet those goody two shoes will love to pay for the info. Especially since there's a lot of new goody goodies in town as well.
How very interesting all.