"Yeeeeah, funny, I'd believe that better if you hadn't been traipsing around Jeff's mind first. Sorry." Nick's bullshit meter works better than that, Rue.

He crosses his arms. "You want a body. I understand. You and a lot of other spirits, though at least in the Nexus there's a possibility." He thinks for a bit. "How much are we talking here?" he asks, finally.

Nick is a nice guy. But even he has to pay the bills, and a little fiduciary payment for his services is a small price to pay for shooting his friends.