Home, a job, and some heat? Donny was sold. As long as he doesn't have to go up against the army or something; a few gangbangers he can handle, maybe a cop or two, but he knows when to cut his loses. Taking the knife, Donny tucked it into his sleeves. [b]"Awesome. So uh, we going to that hotel now, or is this a sort of "trial by fire" thing where you go to work and i just sort of follow behind you?"[/b]

(Also, what kind of knife is it? Pocket knife, fixed blade, what?)