"...lenny Tales! wants information, then I don't mind sharing. But first, please enjoy a little treat..." He waved his hand, obviously offering Lenny the half-dead people he had been molesting on the walls.
"No, thank you. I'm fresh out of sex today! What I would like is for you to tell me "why."
"Why, you ask? Well, it's because I can!" Mr. Martin responded, "You see, there is a mass of undercurrents that you and I don't see happening. But if I were to say why, then I'd definitely say it was..." One of the fingers pointed at Lenny.
"YOU!"
"Me!?"
"Yes! You. You did say that your name was Lenny Tales, right?"
Lenny nodded.
"Then know that it's all your fault. You see, out in the wastelands, there is a bounty on your head from your former boss!"
"So I have been made to understand," Lenny answered.