Tobius smiled as he closed down the bar and and shooed everyone away, walking outside to the closest bank were he typed in the many pin codes he remembered and taking as he saw fit, about 1178400 dollars in total, not his best profit but at least he made money. Whistling as he walked home (he never bothered to buy a car) Tobius stopped by a chinese food restaurant and feasted on curry and steamed dumplings, leaving his average big tip that had everyone pushing to serve him. Buying a few more plates of general sou's chicken, garlic noodles and duck for his other room mate, Tobius left for home.