The man was pretty much right, though hearing it all come out of his mouth Nicolas figured it might be more favorable to ask for something else. "Now that you mention it, I think something other than money would work pretty well there mate." He smiled as he watch Tesla. he needed to be on guard despite the fact that what the man seemed to be doing wasn't more than maintenance and things of the sort. "Just owe me a favor or two to be paid sometime in the near future. After all, this is no easy task we'll be taking up. And I have a feeling we'll be working together sometime in the future." He said before noticing Grim had gone. it was likely that his master and the other lords of the supernatural had called him back to rediscuss allowing him to interfere in the realm of the living. "Blokes can never make a proper decision." He mumbled to himself in a somewhat annoyed whisper. 

-----------------------------

The bodyguard, Ricky, was currently just outside the office. "Dammit... Where's that damn assistant?" He questioned just before laying his eyes on her. "Liz." He said quickly as he approached her. She wasn't necessarily late, but it'd have been better if she was here sooner. It would have made his job much easier. "Boss said to give me the brief case from the closet." He said in a hurried and somewhat frustrated tone. Likely from getting so quickly subdued by Harrison a moment ago. "Just give me the case, and do not even try to step a foot into the room." He added onto the order as he waited rather impatiently tapping his foot. 

Meanwhile, Killing Joke was lounging on the executives office couch a bag full of expensive drinks and other little things. The man didn't argue. He didn't care for them. Killing Joke made him enough money and completed jobs well enough that he didn't really have to worry about the "losses". 

"They better hurry. Clocks ticking. Only so much time can pass before I go ballistic." He was joking, but even with his laughter the man was nervous and unsure. Of course, anybody would be considering the amount of laughing he did even was things were serious. And thus he began to whistle. It was somewhat loud. Just slightly hearable through the door. The man didn't think that much mattered. Though he wasn't thinking it would be suspicious if another person was heard but was never seen entering or leaving.