"^300," the man says, handing over the food and taking the money. "Anything else for you?"
"That'll be ^250," he says, handing the food over and taking the cash. "A repair job? You fancy yourself a mechanic?" he says, staring at your one good arm. "Well, the Dojo has a garage. Maybe you could go in and change oil for them some time? Give the cars a tuneup? They usually pay good," he says. "They pay good for guns too," he says as an afterthought.