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"It's a bit of a tale, Comrade Player." said Ivan, adjusting his bowler hat. "Baiscally, I am what you'd call a, businessman. And right now, my business has hit a bit of, trouble as it were. I have, friends in high places, and those friends have rather, shall we say, expensive tastes. As it stands, my debts cannot be paid, but I can't get the money to them tonight because I have a concert to attend. So, my favor is simple."
He reached into his suit and pulled out a brown folder.
"Inside this envelope is the money I owe. I ask that you make the delivery in my stead."
Before he could get an answer, Anthony's guitar playing resonated down the block.
"Well, someone sure has a fine taste in music." said Ivan offhand.
"He looks rather badly hurt." mused Paige, looking over the unconscious body of Remée's mugging victim. "What do you think we should do, Sir Dipper?"
"Yes, he might indeed need a doctor. Perhaps we should take him to the hospital."
"You're right, he looks a bit too heavy to carry on my own."
She then looked up towards the open window Remée was trying to break into earlier. "What do you think, Sir Dipper? Shall we see if the princess that scoundrel was pursuing will lend us a hand?"
"Yes, I doubt that as well, but you know what I mean."
"Very well then." She then called up to the open window. "I say! I say, is anyone home?"