The man with the harp cheers up immediately.

"See?! I told you it was a good idea!"

"Oh, wonderful," the young woman gripes. "And just how are we going to get people to pay to listen to your caterwauling? We practically have to pay them not to run away!"

The harpist glares at her. "As my new friend here obviously has a far better appreciation for music than you, my dear lady, he will be our gobetween, and procure us audiences with various potential patrons. I'm sure he'll manage."

As voices raise once more in argument, you wonder --not for the first time-- what you've gotten yourself into.
You've prevented a merry band of men and women from descending into a life of crime... but at what cost?