I chuckle, unimpressed, as I walk over to my main screen, turning my back to the stranger. "You really do remind me of my friend. His name's Bob. You see, Bob was always offering people deals. He could steal your body, bind your soul and control your mind, but he needed you to agree. Just one moment of stupidity." I turn, and put down my coffee, leaning down on the stained desk, my face serious. "I'll need it all on paper, if we're making a deal."