Brazen's face faltered briefly as Celestia simply blinked innocently at the uncomfortable lull in the conversation. Handy recalled something Jacques had told him about the contacts he had made when searching for a way to smuggle their money across the border. Out of all the smuggling rings he had seen, the one crossing the border into Firthengart after it closed was surprisingly large, well-organized and, most importantly, had no competition. Jacques had never seen such an efficient operation spring up on its own over such a short period of time.