What is the price of pure pleasure?

I think I know. Well...not really, but my spies are in the works. Oh, spies you say? Damn right, I have a network of soldier/slaves doing my bidding, oh yeah dammit. Hmmm, actually I relaxing with a martini and a beatiful spring night. Nevermind. I think I'll just grab an iced tea, mabey green.