<div class="floatleft">(https://68.media.tumblr.com/bd040b7ee06e8bd83420093f2678a6ae/tumblr_ohxvndzzor1utyn51o1_540.png)</div>She does a quick calculation in her head. "That's measured in guilders and not écu, I presume?" She ticks her fingers. This lord's life is only worth that much. Tut, tut. "Well..." She tries to sound like she's reluctant. "It<em>does</em>beat mugging kobolds for agates, I s'pose. If I could just get your signature on this..." She slides the paper to Aldwin. While her hands are free, she reaches up to fasten the top few buttons of her blouse - she'd forgotten! Rini got a playful wink as she fastened the last one, and smoothed her blouse down a bit.<br/><br/>"Well, looks like we're getting an expenses-paid trip to Stormhelm, land of dukes in distress and stinky assassins," she announced to her companions. "I'm sure the weather is lovely, at least." She used her thumb to tip her hat back a bit, her large green eyes peering at Aldwin. "I'm sure, though, that his lordship can wait long enough for us to have breakfast. Midnight snacks are fun," she says with a wry smirk, "but it IS the most important meal of the day." She turns in her seat, calling out, "Miss Angela! Full table, ham with eggs and some of those hot sweet buns. The bread, I mean. Our guest is paying; his way of apologizing for earlier."