Charon slowly pushed himself up from the bottom of the boat, letting what sounded like a yawn escape from the bones that comprised his jaws. "Yeah, yeah, I hear ya'," he grumbled as he leaned against his staff. "Geez, cut me some slack here. 'Least you could do is say thanks for the bracelets, you know. It's not like I hand 'em out like candy."

Well, whatever. They wanted to pay the toll, so he was willing to accept it. "Well, then?" he asked, sounding a little impatient after having his nap interrupted so suddenly. "What's it gonna be tonight?"