That's new. 

Well, she has a job.

She rushes over to the hatch where Haria lives. "Password: SKULL," she calls down.

"Oooh, is it a skull emergency! I love skull emergencies! Here's a big bag of money!"

Yes, that's a very big bag of money. She vaguely considers taking it and running away. On the other hand, she works for someone who can both scry and teleport. 

Paloma puts it in her satchel, and rushes to out the door of the Egbad warehouse. 

Thirty minutes later, she arrives, out of breath, at the convention, and enters with her permission slip, that says she's a delegate assistant. She hasn't been inside yet, so she wanders for a few moments with wide eyes, before she begins searching. Searching for lawyer Lluïsa

Well, they're on break after a grueling general floor, but none of her committees are up yet! She's scribbling some unreadable notes near a window.

She's still kind of out of breath, but she smiles. "Are you Lawyer Lluïsa?"

Oh, some kind of courier urchin?

"I am Assuredly a Lawyer whose name is Lluïsa, and the only such to be Found in this Convention Hall," she confirms.

"I am an urchin from SR Egbad. He has a job for you, and he sent along a big bag of money. I think it's urgent!"

"An... Urgent Job. From Egbad."

"...a Big Bag of Money?"

"A big bag of money!" She pulls it from her satchel, and deposits the big bag of money in Lluisa's hands. "Egbad has a mission for you in Osirion. You'll be picked up by the well-known teleporter Marguerite, in the plaza."

What the fuck.

This is, however, a big bag of money.

"...in Osirion. I am Presently Engaged in the Business of the Convention, but if said Business can be Completed within the Hour..." if there's a teleporter, it's not impossible...

That's not a no. Customers are always leery about picking up a badger, you have to really press it on some people.

"Absolutely! Come on!"

"Hold a Moment, please."

To find the nearest of Archmage Cotonnet's aides and foist a bag of money on him, and give him a "Should I not Return within the Hour, I have been Kidnapped by Teleporter and require Scrying and Rescue. However this is the Messenger of a Genuine Client of Means and Likely it is Merely Extreme Urgency."

Fine, time to go see this purported teleporter. An archmage's protection might have turned out to suck day to day but it helps with these sorts of ordinarily-suicidal things!

Margarítē arrives in the middle of the plaza, in the ostentatious puff of smoke that is her trademark. 

"Hello, Madam. Would you happen to be Lawyer Lluïsa?"

"...yes." What sort of form of address is 'Lawyer Lluïsa' anyway. These people sound like weirdos. (Lluïsa is mildly self-aware about herself sounding like a weirdo.)

"I am presently engaged in Urgent Business of the Convention. Might this Urgent Business be able to be Concluded within the Hour, that I may Return Here Promptly?"

"My friend Egbad has all these ideas, you know. I can hardly keep up. I promise to teleport you back in an hour, even if it isn't. Shall we go?" She holds out her hand. "Is your little friend you keep in your skirts coming along?"

"I do not plan to avoid this dubious Evil wizard business, certainly," says a muffled celestial voice.

"It seems So, then."

Time to take the dubious teleport.

"Very well. Poof!"

And they are in Osirion