"It's nice being crazy enough that your own insanity doesn't bother you," Merlin said cheerfully, "or to quote the Tick, 'Sanity is a one trick pony, all you get is one trick, rational thought. But when you're good and crazy, chum, the sky's the limit!'"
"Hey Loony," someone called out from behind him, "gimme all your money!"
Merlin turned and saw a young man who couldn't have been more than nineteen, dressed in a stained gray hoodie and faded blue Levis with the knees torn out. Reaching into his lab-coat, he shifted shadow and grabbed a bundle of five hundred dollar bills and tossed it to him.
The teen caught it and just stared in shock.
"It's fifty thousand dollars," Merlin said helpfully.
"B-but what do I do with it?" the teen asked, looking completely overwhelmed.
"What were you planning to do with the money you got from me?" Merlin asked curiously.
"Get something to eat, maybe grab a motel room for a night if there was enough," the teen answered nervously.
"OK, now if you'd gotten five hundred from me, what would you have done?" Merlin said gently.
"Get Julie and hop a bus to somewhere where I could get a job and she didn't have to..." his voice trailed off.
"Buy a cheap car that will get you away from here," Merlin suggested. "Just grab her and go, don't let anyone know, don't take anything you can replace. Drive west and find a college town. A young couple with money won't even raise an eyebrow. Hit the local community college for some classes and check the job postings."
"I-I could do that," he said with a slowly growing smile.
Merlin reached into his jacket and pulled out a wad of smaller bills. "Hide that stack until you get there, use this and don't flash it around."
He accepted it looking a bit uncomfortable. "Thank you for... letting me mug you?" he offered.
"Don't mention it," Merlin replied. "Get you and your girl some place you can actually make it and we'll call it good, OK?"