right, the tread i was going to post this in 404 on me, but to hell am i wasting this

I will now post the tale of Dan the artisan, master assassin and killer of the guilty

You: Hi this is Dan
Stranger: Hi this is Damien
You: hey damien
Stranger: where ya from Dan?
You: me? NYC
You: you?
Stranger: Ireland
Stranger: I went to New York twice
Stranger: I can't say I liked it
You: really? its great
You: i mean, i have this penthouse right at the end of central park, great view of the whole thing
Stranger: many people are rude and its overcrowded im from a quiet rural area so yeah not my environment
You: thats fair i guess, little bit of culture shock i suppose
You: if you lived here for a while you might like it
You: i dont think i could handle a slow paced life
You: i love the rat race
Stranger: Country versus City
Stranger: what you grew up with
You: true, true
Stranger: so what do you do to keep in that penthouse Dan?
You: oh this and that
You: odd jobs from friends hen they need help with something mainly
Stranger: no full time work>?
You: these friends of mine pay very well for my help
Stranger: that makes it sound suspicious :P
You: hmm, maybe i've said too much...
Stranger: I don't care really you can tell me what is if you like if not that's fine too
You: well, my friends sometimes have, ummm...
You: 'disagreements'
You: with people
You: and i help solve those 'disagreement