In Eddie's ideal world, he wouldn't be taking any money. Friend likes this chicken, friend takes on the care of this chicken, everybody's happy. But there's value in valuing one's own work, so he can see the argument for taking payment in this case as well.

"That sounds fair." Eddie says with a nod. After all, the cost for a hen proven to be a good layer is fifty brass. Roosters don't cost as much in any case. Eddie smiles. "Do I get to know Frank's new name? Or, uh... yours, even?"