Jesse

You: How is it going?

Jesse: I'm all right. You're new here, ain't you?

Jesse: If they ask you for protection money, or "donations" as Jackal calls it, they're not really asking. You'd best pay up, or they'll make your life hell from here on out.

You: Why did you warn me about Bloodwyn?

Jesse: Well ... one hand washes the other right? You've been here long enough to realize that.

Jesse: You could even say you owe me something now. Right?

You: I don't owe you anything.

Jesse: ... You just don't like making friends, do you? Fine. Then piss off.

You: Forget about it. I'm not paying for you.

You: What did you have in mind?

Jesse: Well, you see, I'm clean out of nuggets, and Bloodwyn's really been breathing down my neck lately.

Jesse: Seeing as I helped you out, how about you cover my ten? Just say Jesse sent you.

You: I'll see what I can do.

Jesse: Thanks, man! You're my savior. Let me know once it's sorted, will you?

You: I gave Bloodwyn your ten.

Jesse: You did? Great. That makes us even.

You: We are. One hand washes the other.

You: That's all? I spent ten nuggets for something I already knew?

Jesse: Well, how should I have known that?

Jesse: Hey, you. That was you who refused to pay Bloodwyn, right?

You: What do you want?

Jesse: Just want to warn you. You see, Bloodwyn paid several folks to give you a hard time.

Jesse: For example, I saw him talking to that guy over there, Herek. And gods know who else.

You: Your warning about Herek comes a bit late.

Jesse: Oh? Shit. Well, you're still standing, so I guess that's a good sign. Anyway, I'm sure he isn't the only guy Bloodwyn talked to, so look out for yourself.