Garrett bit his bottom lip, then reached over, grasped the edges of the "research" and then pulled it towards him.<br/><br/>"Fine," he growled.  "I know more about it then I let on."  He glared at Kasumi, then lowered his eyes on the work.   "... This is going to take a while, so have someone bring me some lunch.  Preferably a thick piece of toast with three scrambled eggs, four pieces of bacon, maybe some rabbit stew and a flaggon of beer."  He flipped through a few pages, rolled his shoulders a bit, then eased back.<br/><br/>"First, I'll eat.  Then, I'll relieve myself.  Then, I will perform the spell.  But after that, both of you are going to feed me grapes and fan me with palm leaves.  By the way," he began, pointing at Sam,  "Who are you?"