- Yes, I hope our house is still intact. And that nothing happened to my clumsy son, although... - he stroked his beard and pondered. - Listen, Sid, wouldn't you want to work for me? I need a guard for my warehouse. You may not be young, no offense, but you seem like a decent guy. I won't skimp on the salary.
- Hmm... - the old man stroked his mustache. - That's a good idea. Decent people should stick together in turbulent times.
"In my time, and at my age, having a stable income is already a good thing."
- You're too kind, Minoru. Indeed, this would help me. I agree," Sid nodded and extended his hand for a handshake. - I don't have any urgent business right now, but I could come by, assess the situation, and I'm sure you need to get settled. And then we could meet again and discuss the details.