No sooner had Haul sat down and began to smoke with his blood stained fingers had Sacramento walked straight to him on his normal corpse oriented fashion of motion. He bent his head towards the mans ear and began to speak.

" I let you on to a thousand dollar service just for a paltry sum of two hundred. I want the rest of the remuneration." Said Sacramento and stretched his hands forward.

" Well Feces. I want lie. She felt like a virgin and cried like one to. She bled so easy and I loved her screams. She’s really one with the talents. A thousand Is to much Feces"...