"Something like that, yeahs." More like a little of everything, but Ned doesn't really need to know how he started with mostly blackmail and contract killing on AR's behalf. He's moved up since then, at least somewhat.

That vodka really is hideous, and this is from someone who has partaken in his fair share of bathtub gin. Charlie screws his face up right away. "Jesus fucking christ, people pay money for this shit?"