Let's just say I've heard some things. Y'know. As most people seem to.

[A show that Grit doesn't find appeal in. He doesn't get dazzled by anything too flashy. Frankly, simple is best with him. Too bad most clueless people don't get it.]

Neither. Although if that lady with the show breasts was Lust... well, she probably does her job right for men who like that. [He wasn't always straight forward himself. But it should be even simple enough for Greed to figure out. He lets out a small chuckle.] No. You're nothin' like anyone else I've met in my life.

[Whether it's good or bad, that's hard to say. Also, he'd like to say what he usually drinks but he imagines that Greed knows best. In that the beer here is probably shit. So he'll take whatever he gets. He leans forward and chuckles.] I'll get along with everyone if they get along with me. [Humming lightly.]

Greed? Sounds appropriate for you.

[Letting out another laugh.]

So... what kind of work would you like me to do then? If you're so kind to take me on as an employee. I'm curious.