Gray sighed and leaned against the table. "It's not that simple. We need to do the job without anybody KNOWING we did the job, and like I said the man is paranoid. I don't need good, I need the best, and however much people told you otherwise that's you." He sighed and scratched the back of his head. "There's four weeks until the job. If I can convince you by then everything's dandy, you can come back with me and live in the lap of luxury again. If I can't I won't bother you again and you can get back to... this." He waved his hand around the room. "Can you at least give me that?"