Trot reached out and pushed on Finna's shoulder causing her to lose her balance and fall to the ground, "You know the rules and I've made my decision.  Maybe next time you'll learn to not screw around so much."  He snapped and he walked into the Sherrif's office and slammed the door behind him ignoring her offer of gold.  He didn't care what she had to offer and figured she painted a rock golden or something of that sort as how else could the girl have come upon such an item.<br/><br/>The people who had come out of the Magic Missle watched curiously but were too drunk and tired to be any actual help to the girl in a search and Trot would've been the best available option.  Finna was pretty limited as to what she could do at this point.  Trot was going to make her wait at least 12 more hours but more likely 36 hours though.