Norm shrugs at Patveer.  "No worries, mate.  It probably would have worked, too, if you hadn't just finished telling Miyo and myself about the loopholes.  And that's a fair offer, a fair offer indeed, but I'll have to take a raincheck on it for now."  He indicates Miyo and Bran with a jerk of his head.  "I think the three of us need to have a sit-down and compare notes."  Three? Wasn't there a fourth bloke in the group? Where did he wander off to?  Ah, well.<br/><br/>Despite everything, the weirdness of the morning, he's feeling remarkably calm and peaceful.  Almost inclined to be affable, even.  Strange.<br/><br/>"Thanks for all the help," he says to Patveer.  "Appreciate it."  He inclines his head in a friendly nod toward the turbaned fellow.  Others might have offered to shake hands, but then others weren't paranoid hypochondriacs.<br/><br/>Turning to Bran, he says, "how about it, Junior?   Care to discuss this further over tea and biscuits?  My treat."<br/>