"So uh, this what you wanted chief?" The teenager with his hood up asked as he handed over the paper bag.
A tentacle reached out to search through the contents, rifling through them with speed.
"Indeed, it is," A second voice replied.
Another tentacle reached out, this one wrapped around a bundle of notes that the tentacled pushed into the waiting hand of the teenager.
"That's… a fair few more notes than I was expecting," The kid said, surprised.
"And you're complaining about that?" The second voice asked.
The teenager quickly shook his head, he wasn't going to turn his nose up at an increased payday, that would be ridiculous.
The tentacles receded as Simon the Squid tucked them back into his sleeves.
Despite his name, Simon was not in fact a sentient squid. He was a man, just like any other, though his powers had turned him into something of a monster.