Jove lowered his his fists and fixed himself from fighting posture to fix, rigid, and proper. "My apologies, Madame. For the mess and the ceiling." He stepped forward and kicked some of the cash on the floor towards Mrs. Margret. "I'm sure the money on the ground will pay for it all, anything extra you can keep, and if there isn't enough money, well, I'm sure these fellas would be more than happy to pick up my tab. Right fellas?" Jove patted Cash into Money. The ruffians groaned in what sounded like agreement. Jove smiled and brushed himself off with his over sized hands. "I'll just escort myself out, it's been lovely, really." He walked, carefully moving around the broken dishes from earlier, and to the exit.
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