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[aint_comin_back]

[The feed clicks on and Mal's muttering before he says anything to the populace at large:] I can't believe I'm doin' this. [A sigh and then, louder:]I got this pawn shop open again -- Crowley's, 'case any of you don't know it. Mighty fine business, plenty of unique items. I need a coupla people willin' to work shifts. Ain't lookin' for much

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[griftering]

No blowing the place up? Guess I'm out, then, chief.

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[aint_comin_back]

Too boring for you?

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[griftering]

Never really worked a nine to five before.

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[aint_comin_back]

How you feelin' 'bout three to eight?

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[griftering]

[...] Am I getting paid?

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[aint_comin_back]

If I get 'nough money. Ain't in the business of screwin' over employees.

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[griftering]

[Just so you know, Mal. You're hiring a conman. He grins.] I'm in.

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[aint_comin_back]

[Can't con a conman. Not unless you wanna court trouble, Cole.] Good enough.

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[griftering]

[No, but we can work together to con the locals.] So, when do you want me over, boss?

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[aint_comin_back]

Name a time. I ain't picky.

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[griftering]

Free right now, if you are.

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[aint_comin_back]

Ain't goin' nowhere.

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[griftering]

I'm on my way.