"Well, I believe if you help me out, it would be of great financial benefit to the both of us. If you're willing to help me out that is," Ford answered. "The Guide's offices have got more money than they need, and they owe me fifteen years of back-pay, the cheap bas-" He stopped himself, remembering that there were younger ears present, "-jerks. I know my way around their servers, and you seem to know your way around these things like a Dentrassi knows it's way around a kitchen. If you're up for it, I think we can come to some arrangement." He grinned widely at Ed, a little manic at the thought of getting even with his irresponsible employers.