(Scene opens with Ban walking back and forth, trying to drum up 
business. Meanwhile Ginji is sitting dejectedly behind him holding the 
sign without any real interest.)

BAN: Step right up, ladies and gentlemen! You could be the first in 
Chicago to hire the famous Get Backers retrieval agency! Lost your 
friends at the con? We'll find them! Something great from the dealer 
room stolen from you? We'll steal it back! That's right - we've got 
(almost) a hundred percent success rate!

GINJI: (listless) Ban-chan...

BAN: ...What?

GINJI: This isn't working, Ban-chan. We've been here three days 
already, and no one's hired us. We've barely eaten...

BAN: C'mon, at least hold that sign up a little higher. We've gotta 
find some work, or we'll never be able to afford the trip back to 
Shinjuku.

(Ginji bolts upright, alarmed by this idea.)

GINJI: Can't afford to... that would be terrible! To never see Kazuki 
again, or Shido-

BAN: Welllll, maybe it wouldn't be so bad to stay here for awhile...

GINJI: Ban-chan!

(Their quarrel is interrupted by someone approaching.)

CLIENT: Excuse me, you're the Get Backers?

BAN: Ahem! We sure are!

GINJI: Do you have a job for us?

CLIENT: As a matter of fact, yes I do. See, I'm one of the volunteers 
here at Anime Central, and we've got a little problem with thieves... 
it seems that someone has stolen all the food for the con suite, so our 
guests are going hungry.

(Ginji looks quite horrified, while Ban looks annoyed.)

GINJI: That's, uh, awful!

BAN: Tch, people can be so selfish... don't worry. We'll find the 
culprit in no time!

CLIENT: Thank you very much! I appreciate it.

(Ban shakes the client's hand - meanwhile, Ginji looks more and more 
guilty, until the client has exited.)

GINJI: Uhh... Ban-chan?

BAN: Yeah? Come on, Ginji - we've got work to do.

GINJI: Uh, I sort of... uhm...

BAN: ...Yeah?

(Ginji pulls a handful of candy from his pockets.)

GINJI: I'm sorry! I thought all that food was just free for the taking, 
and-

(The client returns, and halfway through speaking, notices what Ginji's 
holding.)

CLIENT: Oh, by the way, about paym- GOOD LORD! That's the stolen food 
from the con suite!

BAN: ...That's right! We found the thief already, and here he is!

GINJI: Ban-chan!

BAN: So, about that payment - for getting the job done so fast... $300 
sounds about right.

CLIENT: ...But you're the ones who stole the food!

BAN: A technicality! But hey, since you seem like a nice enough person, 
we'll take it down to $250 - how about it?

CLIENT: Give me that! (grabs the bag of candy from Ginji's hand, where 
he's offering it) You're not getting a penny, you extortionists!

(The client stalks off, and Ban is left glaring at Ginji.)

GINJI: ...Sorry... We weren't getting any money to buy food, so I 
figured we might as well-

BAN: (shaking head) So your greediness means we've now got no money OR 
food.

(His words are punctuated with a kick at Ginji.)

GINJI: Ow! I'm sorry! What can I do to make it up?

BAN: Bah. why don't you go out to the car and get those flyers we 
printed up? We can start handing them out, then people can call us even 
after the con's done.

GINJI: Good idea, Ban-chan! I'll get right on it!

(He runs off in one direction, while Ban turns the other, slipping a 
hand into his pocket. When he withdraws it, he's holding a bit of 
stolen wrapped candy, and he starts to pop it into his mouth with a 
smirk, when Ginji returns...)

GINJI: Oops, I forgot you had the keys to... BAN-CHAN! You jerk!

(Ban looks up, then takes off running offstage, pursued by Ginji.)