[EUSTACE. Just show up at their house and corner him, it's fine.]

...

[It dawns on him that so many Zenith teenagers give him a hard fucking time all the time. She really took his "I love apples" and asked him if he hated oranges then.]

You said the payment should match the service. You were helping me with a gift, so in exchange, I was offering to help you. I don't mind giving you the money.

[His arm begins moving beneath the long cape.]

How much do you want for it?