Joli smirks.  "I was actually wondering about Lon's claim of<i>wagoneering</i>prowess.  But maybe that's what you mean by 'working wonders', hm?"  She sips the ale again and slides her gaze over to him.  She doesn't press about the 'arcane arts,' though she's beginning to suspect from his demeanor that her assumption was wrong... an actual artist, probably not... but he's certainly got<i>something</i>up his sleeve...<br/><br/>For the moment, she leans back in her chair, propping one foot on the table and easing back her balance on the chair with terrific ease to rest the back against the wall.  She turns her gaze toward the Raine's conversation.  So many things to investigate-- magicians, strange voices, noble ladies in provocative dress with incredibly supple... er... and strapping men with rope-like muscles under their...<br/><br/>She snaps her gaze back to the conversation ahead.<i>Yes, plenty to investigate... plenty indeed... but first, business.</i>