give in, 6,000 is more than he was willing to give in the first place

You growl, spitting on the floor, disappointed but understanding that this is what you're going to get out of this deal. You came here for cash, now you've got it, and it's time to go home. You are ready for a shower and a long nap.

You hand over the box and Fortuna reaches into his pockets, pulling out a fistful of credits. You sigh, you certainly deserved more for the amount of trouble this trip has cost you. He smiles, bows his head in mock gratitude, and skitters away, placing the box in the hands of a burly guard. You notice that his pocket still seems rather full.

You can head home now, but as Fortuna chases after the attention of a skimpily dressed dancing girl, you can't help but wonder if you should liberate some of those credits from his fat purse...