“—I’ll do it. She’s probably at the Prancing Pony; if not, I can find her and let her know. I was gonna head back to the embassy for the night pretty soon anyway, and that way you haven’t got to make an extra trip.” Snowheart tucked her hair net up in her hat and then stuck it back on her head. “Get to bed early, rest up, and spend some time with Rhyme before she forgets what you look like. That’s an order.”