"Yes, at ground level. ...I have thought of another non-Fairyland project you could help with. It would just involve getting past some layers of indirection with a phone call so I could be sure I didn't accidentally get a secretary's name. I could ask the PRT if you don't want to, but I think I'd rather do it independently."

"That sounds much easier than kidnapping someone out of Fairyland. Who would I be calling?"

"An anonymous party slipped me the real names of the parahuman membership of Empire 88. I didn't read it all, but I had two names before realizing what it was. I agreed with the Director that I shouldn't read all the rest of the names, waltz in, and pack them away, in case the anonymous party was someone unsavory who stood to benefit from a destabilization in the city underworld; but nor do I plan to let them continue their various behavior unchecked forever. So at some time not chosen by that party I'm going to collect the two whose names I have. The PRT wouldn't like all of the details I have in mind, but I don't work for them."

"That sounds like cape business. I'd only be doing anything over the phone, right, no one would need to know I was involved?"

"It's possible that someone could recognize your voice. Otherwise, no."

"I can do that, then."

"Okay. I don't have a phone - can you pick one up for me while you're doing things? I have no meaningful phone preferences except that if phones ever show names that one hasn't told them to show it shouldn't do that."

"Of course. I've got some other business in the city, but I'll get to the phone and address right after."

"Thanks! I check my email several times a day, if it's inconvenient to come find me in the PRT building, and I'm keeping a roughly local sleep schedule."

"I'll contact you with an update in, probably some point tomorrow."

"Sounds good. Anything else you want to talk about while we're both here?"

"I was mostly just here to ask about the orders and thank you again for saving me. Which, thanks."

"You're very welcome."

Presuming Canary can also provide flying directions or a map, Promise is there in short order. Her tinker-made computer asserts itself in the local wifi without her having to fiddle with it and she confirms that lightswitches are still the same sort of contraption here that they are in the PRT building. There is no furniture, which helps her learn the place; she turns out all the lights and prowls the living room. "I like the hedge," she tells Canary.

Canary smiles. "It seemed appropriate, in case you don't want to be seen flying through the window whenever you're here."

"I mostly just like it because it's a plant and there aren't nearly as many of those around here as I'm used to, but yes, I suppose if I ever have cause to go in and out without being invisible that would be another benefit."

"Invisibility. That works too."

"It's useful. But I might not always be able to use it. If I start a gate and it settles instantly, are you ready to go now or would you rather wait?"

"Ready to go now. I'm not especially excited about it, but won't get readier. You will have to let me sing to do it, though."

"While in Fairyland, you may sing. Do not eat any food in Fairyland unless I directly feed it to you straight out of my hand of my own uncommanded will. Do not utter your name in whole or in part in Fairyland. Any questions?"

"I don't think so. I just go in, see if there's a fairy nearby, make sure he doesn't do anything dangerous, and bring him here?"

"You don't want just any random fairy. Yellow has bright, yellow hair, just a little less saturated than yours, and four transparent wings that aren't any particular color in neutral light, he's yea high. And I'll turn you invisible, so anyone else will think you're just an invisible fairy with a singing-related sort of kind magic - but just turn around and come back if you actually notice any other fairies around. Especially if you see one with claws. If you see a fairy with claws, do not be noticed, leave instantly, and tell me so I can close the gate. If you find Yellow alone and get him sung-to, lead him to the gate and send him through to whisper to me his real name - and follow him through in case he snaps out of it too quickly."

"Got it. Um, do I want to know who the fairy with claws is?"

"The master of the court that had me first. I'm not going to force this one, but if he gets you and by some miracle leaves a loophole for you to do it in, you might consider committing suicide."