A couple of years ago, my family lost everything. The barrols went from the penthouse to the street overnight. I was forced to drop out of school and now I'm here, edging my way into an entry-level job with Conrad Grayson. And I imagine your chances for landing that job would take a nosedive if Conrad knew about your past. All right, Nolan. You got me. But tell me, who gets you? Excuse me? You'd think there'd be people crawling all over you. But here you are all alone. Now then, I can't have you sharing all this. You did say this was a negotiation, so let's make a deal.