"I'm used to all-nighters," she says to the full elf. "Comes with the job."  She ignores her minstrel companion's words, smiling a very different smile as the conversation turns to the family business.  "We're set up in Rosemont.  1847 West Celandine Lane.  Mama Vivi founded the place, and my sisters and me inherited it when she passed on."  She studies Sword and her sword for a time as she speaks, adding in one last quip to Fallon with a wink.  "And we can take those measurements any time you'd like."<br/><br/>"Very nice, Miss Sword, very nice... an executioner's blade?  These are usually more ornamental than functional, but this one marries the two quite nicely... though I'm surprised you can wield this monster.  And I can take care of your frame pretty well while we're at it.  I don't suppose you have your schematic?  That could be useful."<br/><br/>Finally, she takes note of Allie's words.  "And this isn't a military unit.  This is a business venture.  Odds are good I've turned more deals in my life than the rest of you combined.  If I need a tactical consultant, I'll respect soldier boy's experience, but I'm not accepting any leader but me.  You wanna put your decisions in soldier boy's hands, fine, but I'm keeping my own council."