Giggle.

And the next day she goes and teaches Hagan's Secret Dad more words in spoken drow.

He's delighted, more effusively now that he has more words for it. 

"D'you know anything about how they're setting up the expedition or are you not in the loop on that?"

"Oh, I have no idea. I think they were going to hire someone. Maybe you."

"Huh, they haven't asked me."

"Well, tell them to get on that!"

"What if they aren't gonna? Presumptuous, much?"

He looks slightly baffled. Not by the word, it's come up in their survey of drow vocabulary. "Then it's their loss I suppose but I don't see what's worse for asking."

"It just seems like probably not everyone who vaguely thinks they have the qualifications to do some project they heard the church is hiring for should go knock on someone's door about it as a matter of general principle without even seeing, say, a job ad."

"Well, sure, but you're already consulting on it."

"They seemed done with that! Now I'm giving you overpriced language lessons."

"Overpriced? No one else is selling them!"

"They might in a few weeks! And then you could buy them from cheaper people."

"I guess." Handwave. "I'd have been so frustrated if it somehow didn't pan out."

"If it didn't pan out I'd still be in town."

"You adventurers are always wandering off. I have a son who's an adventurer. Can never even figure out which continent he's on."

"Is he a cleric? I hear there are lots in the family in general and they're handy in an adventure."

"No, no, he stabs things. The pharaoh's a cleric, and Merenre, and some of my father's descendants by his second wife."

"Well, sometimes things need stabbed, too. I haven't wandered too far from the Inner Sea myself."

"Oh, sure, he does good work. Or might, at least, I wouldn't know. How'd you end up in Osirion particularly -"

"I wanted insurance. I also like the nice legible investment system, though I may eventually decide it's spoiling me or go to another country on some adventure and not bother coming back."

"Huh. The investors mostly seem like idiots to me."

"Well, their value-add is capital, not, uh, non-idiocy. I tell them a sad story or three and they give me money and I go zap stuff."

"Right, but why is the capital held by idiots? I guess less of it is eventually."

"I usually don't ask them how they made their money. It could be that adventurers are not a good investment so the non-idiots with capital are all backing, uh, grocery stores and smithies."