"Guess so! No one's ever benefitted from beating 'round the bush. Besides, new faces are interesting. And you still haven't said no."

"I'm flattered but no, sorry, Dennis. —I mean, teams are entirely uninvolved here, I just really am otherwise committed."

"Drat. Anyway, if you stick around, I could use your help again. No biggie if you don't, though!"

"We'll see how it goes. Have a nice day, Dennis."

"You too!"

Onwards to the next.

"...you really should feel flattered," Frank comments. "Usually takes longer for people here to warm up to anyone like that."

He lifts two robotic fingers and grins. "The world is made of love and peace!"

He snorts. "What point are you even trying to make?"

"Hold that thought, there's somewhere else we need to go first."

Next place: the bank!

"...I don't like this place."

"Didn't think you would. But I wanna see Jill."

He can find her easily—she's the branch manager, which means she's either completely impossible to interrupt at any given moment or very easy to, depending on what she's doing.

"Hi, Z, hi, John."

    "Jig is up, Jill," sighs Frank.

"Oh, okay. Hi, Z, hi, Frank."

"Hi, Jill. How's your day going?"

"Same old. Kinda slow today, nothing much scheduled in expectation of the armoured car."

"Oh, is that coming over today?"

"Should be any minute now. No set schedule, I get the dates with not a ton of advance warning and then the actual time is random."

"Pretty annoying security."

"Eh, it's necessary. We've learned a lot over the years about how to get this to work smoothly enough."

"I imagine you would. Anyway, sorry for the bother, just wanted to check on you."

"Don't worry about it, anything to break the monotony."

And back outside. "So?"

"...so what?"

"What did you think?"

"Of what?"