Nightshade laughed. "Get used to it. This is multi million bit business. Anyway, let's head to the bar and find Maya. She'll be wanting her cut, I imagine."
"Well," said Maya, "I've always wanted to birth a kid, but my organs are too messed up. Think I told you that before. Well... I met this surgeon who might be able to fix that for me. It's an experimental operation, but if it works..." "Yeah, yeah, let's go!" Raven left the backstage area and trotted back to the bar.
Nightshade and company followed her into the bar. "Hey, Maya, we're gonna need you to sign a few papers as Raven's guardian. Also, this is yours." She gave Maya an envelope containing a check for slightly over thirty thousand bits.
"Duh. I..." Maya was interrupted as the ponies walked in. She took a look at the check. "What'd I do to earn this? Never mind, let's go sign those things. And you, Raven, are a musical badass." Raven snickered. "I try, Maya."
Needle placed a stack of papers on the bar. "It's getting late. Look these over as soon as you can. I'm sure you'll find the terms fair. If you have any questions, we'll be back tomorrow."
"Alright. Guess I'll give them a real close inspection, then bring them back tomorrow." Maya yanked a surprised Raven into a hug. "Dude, you're practically famous!" Raven squirmed. "Eheheh... yeah. Almost."
Zeran giggled and continued humming a little louder and more enrgetically. "I can't remember the words" she said after a few minutes
