Voodoo nods, once, then shoves off.

After collecting the allotted poundage of pork promised him from Penelope, the next stop is the south side of town. There's more people here than at the gates, and a few business-owner types, but only one of the women's got her head half-shaved and has an earful of rings.

He stops in front of her.

"Yinzerella?"