"Oh, I'm [i]sure[/i] I can think of something," Carver purred. "But for the moment, let's just call it a favor owed. No holds, no caveats, no restrictions. When I call it in, you do what I say."

He twiddled the bottle in between his fingers. "But if that doesn't seem quite fair to you, I could always just [i]keep[/i] it and make my dad think that all of his equipment has gone missing overnight..."