Orb weaver could sort understand why John was curious about who the money was for, after all, it payed to be cautious when working for certain parties, "[color=fff200][b]That, my telepathically endowed friend, would be one Oswald Chesterfield Cobblepot, of Gotham City. I think you might know him better as The Penguin. So, I guess you can see why i'm so keen on not failing this.[/b][/color]" Orb weaver stated, letting the name of his client hang in the air. Sensing a possible question as to why Cobblepot would want what was basically petty change for him, Orb weaver cleared his throat a bit, "[color=fff200][b]If you're wondering why the guy wants this cash, I don't know. Maybe he has something planned that he doesn't want his bank accounts tied to, but I don't want to know. I don't make it my business to find out what my clients do with their cash, however he's be fairly straight up with me in the past. The testament to that being the fact that i'm standing here. He's quite the gentleman, really.[/b][/color]".