Dialog
ANNO:I dunno, Beans. Sounds like a lot of effort for not a whole lot in return.
ANNO:Some kinda reward could sweeten things up.
BEANS:A reward? What kind of reward??
BEANS:From the looks of things, you already drank all my DR PHD!
BEANS:What more could I possibly offer?
ANNO:I didn't drink ALL of it, dude. I took a solitary sip and set it down.
ANNO:I can't believe you would have warm soda just lying around like that.
ANNO:In fact, I believe you owe me reparations for the feelings of disgust and misery that have festered in my heart since then.
BEANS:Oh, jeez. I'm sorry, Anno.
BEANS:I should have been more responsible and stored it in the very real fridge that I keep up here.
ANNO:No, but seriously.
ANNO:If you promise me a stake in those millions of bucks you say those notebooks are gonna be worth, I'll do whatever you ask. Almost whatever.
ANNO:We could split it 50/50.
BEANS:70/30.
ANNO:45/55.
BEANS:47/53.
ANNO:50/50.
BEANS:DEAL.
ANNO:I don't think either of us know how to barter.