User blog comment:Doctor Ibrahim/Ask the Doc and his Family!/@comment-28718853-20170426082120/@comment-28358106-20170427020805

Havers perks up at being called "kind sir." A nervous smile spreading across his face.

"Oh, well, um, happy to help, actually. Any time."

"Oh, god's blood..." the Lizardman says, rolling her eyes and facepalming.

"Well, er, just the same, explosives are incredibly difficult to get an insurance backer for, but I can still submit your forms. This is the way it works.  Ahem."

He adjusts himself in his seat, ready to be helpful again. "The way it works, you find a notice on a board somewhere. Anywhere, really.  Anyone can put one up.  You take it, and when you complete the job,  you tell us, and we contact the client.  That way, they have to pay up, and can't skip out on the deal.  If you don't have insurance, we just deduct the cost of the insurance from the job by taking a percentage.  It's actually cheaper than going to the insurance brokers yourself, because we're a backed entity."

"You gotta be warned, though. Posters are usually either from those who are desperate, or those who have a really dangerous job.  Often, they're just boring, because they're jobs professionals or couriers don't want to bother with,"  the Lizardman says.

"You could leave that part out, Mel," Havers mumbles.