“I could make us big money quickly, but I assume you don’t want me doing assassinations.”
“Correct,” Adam said.
“Then you gotta get a job.”
“I intend to sell honey and wax, but for that I need the bees to be healthy.”
“Look. I’m not getting a job. We can’t send Gladys out to get one. We’re trying to lay low and she’s a big blue robot. Those get noticed. Gotta be you.”
“But having to work a meaningless job simply for money will distract from our efforts to better the world.”
“Welcome to this wonderful society we have constructed.”