In the office, Lance and Vaughn sat together, both smoking cigarettes and drinking coffee.
"The prosperity of Golden Port City is built on the success of the port, but those parasites from the Bay Area have never appreciated the efforts of the dock workers."
"They've taken away countless wealth from here, yet they don't even want to give the workers forty dollars."
"That's unreasonable, Vaughn."
Vaughn glanced up at Lance, "So, you've joined some political party now?"
"Those words sound like something politicians often say. They always tell you that your life is so bad because you trusted the wrong person."
"If you believe them, your life will improve."
"But what actually happens is, if you believe them, your life might get even worse!"
"But there's something you said that's right, we haven't had a raise for over two years now."
