Simon looked at him for a moment, unaware of the fact that he was prolonging Zech's ordeal. Was it as card dealer the man was asking him? Or was it a way of communicating he wanted the same as Mr. Hurley. He could just go over and see. Simon did not mind anymore. The first time he had negotiated with Hurley to fix a price for his body, he had felt awkward and embarrassed. No longer. He knew everything had a price. Everything could be bought. "I'd be pleased to, ser." He said.