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[mandercommander.livejournal.com]

Bonzo is in the Bar. He notices the sign (which he somehow missed last night).

There is an unhappy look on his face upon seeing it, but he wanders over and attempts to pay.

"Bar, what's my balance?"

A sheet comes up.  The most important number, at the bottom, is naturally what he owes.

"Twenty-five thousand dollars?  You've got to be kidding me."  Pause.  "Alright, let me pull up my accounts..."

And gets a rather frustrating note from the Bar:

ACCOUNT FROZEN

So much for my main account...

And then he tries another account, one that's held under his assumed name.

ACCOUNT LOCKED UNTIL 2185

"Shit."

Ladies and gentlemen, Bonzo Madrid is officially broke.

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[mandercommander.livejournal.com]

"To make a long story short, I've been in here the majority of the time since I was thirteen." Pause. "I don't have a job here, and even training with Dooku doesn't fill my schedule out."

[assassinbourne.livejournal.com]

"Well... I can see where that would get boring." After all, not having a job and training... not really much to all of that.

[mandercommander.livejournal.com]

"Yeah." Pause. "It's not like I'm easily bored, Mr. Cain. But...I look forward to making myself useful, that's all."

[assassinbourne.livejournal.com]

He merely gives a nod. "I'm sure something can be done to make it so." He watches him for a moment. "I've got a few things I need to do but if you ever need help or need someone to talk to come and find me or leave a note with Bar."

[mandercommander.livejournal.com]

"Will do, sir." Simple as that.