"How... Fortuitous..." Says Fen, his head tilting to the side at a sardonic angle. "Well, that solves that part of our problem... We still have more to work through... Perhaps you and your men would care to meet at a local pub for refreshments and to finish hammering out our contract?" Fen asks, raising his eyebrow. "I'd be happy to either pay for, or contribute half the fee for such a place to talk."