*Two Zwei Association fixers knock on your door before letting themselves in. The carry themselves with a relaxed professionalism, the kind of aura that immediately clue you in that they're the genuine article, even before they flash their fixer licenses. One of them drops a case file onto your desk before speaking*
Hello, me and my partner are representatives of The Zwei Association, and we would like to make a request for your services. You see, it has come to our attention that a syndicate has been secretly smuggling these…pecattulum from the nearby L Corp Branch for weeks now. For what reason we aren't sure, but given your experience I doubt I need to explain why we're troubled by this fact. We are willing to pay of course. However, if you still require extra incentive, let us remind you that we are aware of your… history. However due to extenuating circumstances it was decided that you were the best candidate to take on this case. Consider it something of an olive branch if that helps.
@zwei-association-official
A crumpled form of a person lays on a dirty, severely patched up couch in the middle of a rather small room. They heave and pick themselves into a sitting position.
"When it rains it really pours, heh." They bark out a dry laugh accompanied with a cough. "Listen pals, I'll take the job, but right now I'm in a bit of a situation, as you can see. I need my fixer-upper."
They hand one of the Zwei agents a folded up paper note that reads:
Most potent Large black coffee you can brew. With as many extra shots as will fit into the cup. No sugar.
~SnakeHead~
"Get me my beverage and maybe ten minutes to chug it. That will be enough to return me to a work-ready state."