[b]"Just about any job, if you know the right people. And I know the right people. But yeah, I get it. You were stupid. Left home as a little girl, and you're still a little girl. Little girl doing horrible, horrible things. Well that just means you're not exactly in any position to make demands, does it?"[/b] Salroka took out a slip of paper with some addresses on it. Taking out some more paper and a pen, she wrote down some names and addresses, including a phone number. [b]"I'm not going to lie to you when I say you can get these jobs because there isn't any regulation. They're practically illegal. Now I've only given you the addresses of a few jobs that I think you can handle given your personality. And no, none of them require you getting fucked, literally or figuratively. I'll be keeping in touch with some of the bigwigs to make sure your work goes off without a hitch. Also, these are only temporary jobs; because of how underground they are, you might be out of a job not because of anything you did, but because someone screwed up. If that happens, I can still get you other work. But this way you can get your precious ID and references. As for addresses, most of these places have personal mailboxes for their workers. They'll have to do for addresses until you can get a permanent place to stay. Any questions?"[/b]