"Why Mister Scott, when did you decide that our agreement did not suit you?" Quentin says with a wry smile as he looks at the man more amused than anything else. Quentin could quite easily guess the reason that this was suddenly a point of contention. "As for you liking this situation to that of fishermen, that is not a fair comparison. You are, at present, my employees. That means that I set out terms of employment prior to embarking on this little adventure. I dictate my own portion of the reward because I compensate you for your time, regardless of if we find any treasure or not. The fact that I am giving you shares and giving you the chance to earn additional ones is already more generous than I have to be. Considering I will also be handling the treasures sale to the national museum I think you can appreciate why this is the case. I trust this reestablishes the arrangement?"