"Well, well... Who do I spy but V – in my humble parlor, no less."
"Tell me about Westbrook."
"You still owe me for Sandra Dorsett."
"Looking for a ripperdoc named Fingers."
"Willing to bet nobody knows Westbrook like you do."
"My husbands knew Westbrook, yes. Each of them, very high in the Tyger Claws. Ruled Japantown."
"We have some outstanding biz to settle. Remember Sandra Dorsett?"
"I don't forget such things, V."
"Here is your reward. It comes with a fairly ample bonus."
"Lookin' for someone. Ripperdoc. Called Fingers."
"Oh, I do not recommend him. Slippery type. Questionable methods, tech straight from the trash."
"But he is cheap."
"Let's talk some other time."
"Talk another time, Wako."
"As you like."
"How many husbands did you have again?"
"What did they do?"
"The did what made the best eddies, gave them the most pull. Sold sex and black-market tech."
"Can't help asking – how many of those husbands did you have?"
"Five. All went before their time. Terrible family tragedy."
"Not afraid that tragedy will strike you?"
"Have to live somehow. For my nine sons."
"V. It has been a long time."
"Wakako Okada – the lady of Westbrook estate."
"When you find a moment, come see me. We must settle our accounts. For Sandra Dorsett."
"You did quite well. You and that friend of yours."
"Until then."
"Go see a ripperdoc – they'll weave you a dermo-imprint that will enable smart-gun compatibility. A Tyger Claws speciality."
"Need to talk to 'im."
"He has a clinic on Jig-Jig Street. Works mainly with the local joytoys."
"So what brings you here?"
"Wakako. Long time, no see."
