"Well let's talk about it over a late dinner and wine then." Callic said as he noted that 'smug I know something look' she had. "So, care to illuminate me on how your thoughts on the subject from those of the last century worth of attempts?"  He paused to place an order for bread, a hearty stew and a sweet red wine that was among his favorites. Luckily the tavern knew his family and would have no problems with his putting it on a tab. The waitstaff was an excellently polite halfling couple that had bought their way to freedom nearly a decade back after coming up with the bread recipe that had it's roots in peasant food. They had been hired to bake the wedding cake for a cousin or such a year or two back and he had learned of their tavern then.