"Stole this off some of those jack*sses that stormed into the bar earlier," Jason says, holding out a beautifully bound leather journal with flowers engraved on the cover.

You take the journal and run your fingers along the pages. "I'll finally be able to use the pen you got me."

All of your nicer items had been stolen for you by Jason. He had promised to gift you lavish things when the two of you were young, and after a short stay with a wealthy topsider, he was finally back to make good on his promises.