"Nice."

"If you like that sort of thing. I admit I like not myself being a slave in a hat."

"I just figure turnabout's fair play."

"Then wouldn't it be fairest if halflings were running the show?"

Snort. "Sure, why not."

"You remember anything about my list?"

"Why do you want known associates? Scrying?"

"Right in one."

"Maybe bring me breakfast every day and I'll give you names."

"For how long?"

"Long as I've got names."

"What, one name per breakfast?"

"You've got it."

"What's my first name, then?"

"Jafee Khalar."

"Thanks. Any breakfast requests?"

"Eggs."

Belmarniss writes this down.

"Might as well enjoy it while it lasts, yeah?"

"Hardboiled okay? Easier to sneak in."

"Sure. 'm not very fancy, really."

"Probably hard to do eggs on a boat." She gets up.

"Oh, yeah, the food here's an improvement."

"Exciting." And she sweeps all the crumbs into her hand and lets herself out.

"How'd it go?"