Becky touches your arm lightly. The man isn't very big, but his presence is enormous. You glare at him, but know that he probably could send you to jail in heartbeat. It's only a day job- how much trouble could it be?
You and Becky scan the list, each of you picking a choice that's suitable. Becky picks the job of a waitress at a bar somewhere on the island. You run your finger down the paper, and it finally comes to rest on...