Sharon gave the halfling a questioning look and shrugged dismissively over the winking issue. "Somethin' in yer eye? Or mebbe tha' ye pure wanted ta go a round wit 'three legs'"<br/><br/>Moira scampered down the table as Viloet was ready to leave, for once coming to some conclusion ahead of her sister. "Hold a spell, maybe ye<em>can</em>'elp us. Ye swindled ol' Lew there inta leavin' 'is post. What if we were ta' swindle the lot o' louts into makin' loads o' wishes wit lust addled noggins?"