<br/>Belle laughed out loud at the thumbnail ketch of the gathering crew. "In a nutshell, sir.  In a nutshell."<br/><br/>Belinda listened intently as the Alchemist talked.  So, Alexander was the probable source of that little clay bottle she had bought from Samuel to solve her, uh,  her problem last year.<br/><br/>Unlike the Alchemist she did not react at all when Daniel and his companion entered the tvern.  "It's all right."  She reached out and laid a hand lightly on one of Alexanders.  "He's a part of this."  And called out to the boisterous fellow,   "Trust the Boss."<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>(OOC:  Work and family have demands on me today.  It will be several hours before I can post again.)