<em>Oh, for fuck's sake...</em><br/><br/>Amy manages to suppress a wince as Joe speaks up, but at least her fellow Noble can probably be trusted to handle whatever mess he's just stirred up.<br/><br/>Probably.<br/><br/>Something far more odd catches her eye, however, and a sudden, graceful leap carries Amy toward the temple, where she grabs the edge of the roof and swings herself up effortlessly.  Her robe, of course, is long enough to keep the acrobatics from getting too revealing; that was the first thing she told the tailor.<br/><br/>"Hey, Great Sage Equal to Heaven," she greets him, in roughly the same tone of voice she'd use to hail a friend at McDonald's.  "Is the book really that great, or are you just waiting for everyone's guard to drop?"