That's why I'm telling you. [ because there's no one mary can think of that could help her manage this load. now that lelouch is on retrospec, she's finally got a perfect confidant. ]

I'm running a little alcohol shop out of my dorm. I've been beating Chuuya Nakahara--he's the owner at the Inkwell--at every card game you can think of and having him bet me booze, then selling it to the freshmen. They're desperate, I don't pay for supplies, and I'm making a pretty good profit.

With the new year starting, I need to start expanding, but I can't keep track of all the sales by myself anymore. [ on her end, she hums, sitting back in her chair. ] I'll cut you some of the profits. Fair's fair.