Ten Thousand Gold!

Macaroni asks for ten thousand gold per hour. The older gnome woman, this master Tversky's head, turns slowly towards you and says: "That sounds quite acceptable" Macaroni then proposes that if we bring back said object, is there an additional payment? When I do deals, it’s like an X amount of money for a body, whatever... this thing, nothing. And the eye flashing with some strange temporary energy replies: “What? Ten thousand no more! That sounds quite acceptable!"