You need to think

You need to think, and you've always thought better when you're walking. You start to wander over the campus with no direction in mind, and only paying superficial attention to what you're seeing.

Besides your teaching salary, you have no other income. You have a small bankroll and it would be enough to keep Tony Dogs off your back for a few weeks, but you don't like dipping into cash reserves. You need something working, and you need it soon.

There's a lot of money at the school, and where there's a lot of money there's always a way to pry some of it loose. Whatever happened last year sounds like it might have some possibilities, but that's a longer game and you need something quicker. Outright theft is a possibility, although that's not really your style, and you don't have any contacts nearby to fence anything.

Credit cards, you muse. These rich little bitches will all have credit cards, and probably more than one. It should be easy to scam the information, and you have a broker you can unload the information on for a tidy profit.

Blackmail is always reliable, and it shouldn't be hard to trick some of these girls into a compromising situation, one that they'd happily pay to prevent becoming public knowledge.

You could always fall back on old standby short cons like the Flop or the Melon Drop, but they're pretty much one time scams that you'd rather save for an emergency, or for a very ripe target.

The sound of girlish laughter interrupts your thoughts, and you realise you have wandered down near the sports complex. You see nothing, but then hear the laughter again, this time noting the distinct note of giddiness to it. Curious, you decide to investigate.