Martin's Ford drove into the Marietta Business District, and he dialed Bruce's number: "Old Cloth?"
Bruce replied unenthusiastically, "What do you want?"
Martin said, "Come out to eat, Rosario Restaurant, my treat."
Bruce unceremoniously said, "I'll eat you into bankruptcy."
Martin entered the restaurant, found a quiet booth, and after waiting for around ten minutes, Bruce hurried in and sat opposite him.
The two casually ordered some Mexican-style dishes and talked while eating.
Martin pulled out a check and slid it across: "For you."
Martin simply said, "I made a sum of money at the Freedom Association, you helped me with that dirty job, take it."
Bruce, without any pretense, pocketed the check: "Two months ago, I was pressing you for a debt, and now I'm accepting your payment, doesn't that seem off to you?"
