[ Ah, see, Alec should have just taken the job and left, because Junior is sharper than he likes his more affluent clientele to be, but those are the perils of going (almost) all the way to the top, he supposes.

He shrugs, turning to lean back against the bar, elbows resting on the surface. ]

I just don't think a guy who claims he does things for the people but has entire, sprawling districts of slums under his city is really doing everything he can.