Jimmy entered slowly, peeking through the door to smile at his Father. "Ello, Papa," he greeted as he shut the door behind him and walked towards his desk, sitting in the chair in front of it and sighing as he slouched slightly. "Oh you know the usual, living life and what not. Making good earnings though, Papa! Which reminds me!" he dug through his pockets and found the wad of cash he had set aside to pay his Father. He tossed it on the desk and smiled proudly. "Your share.. with interest."