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[dudeinred]

Hey, Rufus, it's come to my attention -- I did a hell of a lot of work on your account. For free.

Not happening, man.

Pay up.

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[dudeinred]

Oh, bullshit. Colette and I busted ass on that lousy planet for weeks -- not my fault the situation changed up every fifteen seconds and you left us out of the loop.

[dudeinred]

Fuck you. What do you want me to do, waste the kid? No thanks.

[dudeinred]

I'll get three-quarters, seeing as I've got to send half of it Colette's way anyway. And who knows, maybe I'll finish the job for free someday. Not like the prick doesn't still have it coming.

[dudeinred]

ShinRa, what's money to you anyway? We went through hell, and I'll get my money -- or I'll get pissed off.

[dudeinred]

Yeah fucking right. I've been to your world, dude, and your company is the only one there. I'm pretty sure you print your own cash. Cough up.

[dudeinred]

Am I gonna have to head over there again to kick your ass?

[dudeinred]

Dude, just fucking give me my money.

[dudeinred]

ShinRa, I'm broke and bored, too. Imagining ways to make you pay up isn't how I wanna spend my vacation.