[Molly reaches in for a second, and then draws back as if snakebit.] No, no... No skimming off the top. We are honest businessmen. We do what we're paid to do, and that's that.

[To be honest, he sounds like he's convincing himself of that. The fact that he slams that one shut and goes for one more says that maybe he wasn't doing a good enough job. The second is full of oils and incense and the smell makes his knees buckle a bit, starting a knot in the center of his stomach that makes him want the fruit (or something else) even more. He slams that lid shut too- bodily.] Well. I can see why some of these are illegal. [He drags a hand down his face.] D'you wanna take a peek in one or should we start off before we're both tempted to make off with this cart and start a free love cult?