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</div>With Sonja's smile, Leger figured that was the end of the ride and there wasn't to be any more improvised acting.  What the Hell, he smiled back at her and said with his own more polished voice, "No worries, Mistress Moonhex.... Still, if you were take a look in your change drawer, you'd be seein' that what you took from me was some tarnished silver and not bits of copper.  So..." he eyed the drunken Constable, "I am thinkin' that I haven't got quite what I paid for.  How does this sound, we agree that the<i>Mukha-Vaa</i>was a jest on your part, you brin' my 'lovely daughter' who you've doubtless met before a flagon of Art of the Stars, I give you an extra piece of silver and you brin' me a flagon of Father Solstice Double-Bock?"<br/><br/>DeMain watched the tavernkeeper's expression.  She had been so intent on not being tricked by himself and Aelene that she'd gotten careless.  She was thinking.  For his part, he knew that he'd pulled silver from his purse.  Even if there were 'no refunds' he was entitled to his change....<br/><br/>"But I have you at a disadvantage," he admitted.  "Permit me to introduce myself, I am 'The Amazin' Leger DeMain'.  Prestidigitator, Mentalist, Illusionist and Entertainer Extraordinaire."  He then gave the witch a theatrical bow.  Rising, he smiled, warmly.  It wasn't a smile he'd use for a potential bed-mate, that would have been a waste of time, given Sonja's very public reputation.