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|image=accountant.jpg
|desc=You find yourself wandering through an open-air mall. Most of the shops are closed, but one place still has the lights on. Your plan is just to nod as you pass, but a surprisingly friendly man steps out to greet you. "My name is Vaughn C. Vonn, but my friends call me The Account. I've got a bad back, and I could actually use a little help moving some heavy boxes. I'd pay well for your time."

You're tempted to blow the guy off, but on second thought manhandling a few boxes inside would actually be a nice break from manhandling criminals outside--both warmer and easier, and profitable too! You spend a few minutes shuffling boxes of files around. Vaughn seems to take particular joy as you put each one away, counting and laughing as the boxes are stored. In only a few minutes you're done, and The Account hands you a nice stack of chips.

'''You gain ''some'' chips.'''

|loc1=Teeter Street
}}