"Well, I see," Old Shadow says, the smile never diminishing, though there is now something sad in the expression, "that is quiet serious." He looks out over the crowd for a moment before whispering, "I am unfortunately busy with the shop at the moment, but I know someone who can help. I would be happy to introduce you," he trails off, and of course the implication he is preparing to barter. This was the way of their Court. Nothing was given for free, and actual currency was rarely traded hands. The warm and comforting aroma seems to grow stronger on Shadow. "Go and get me a fresh syrup melon from Giuseppe's, and when you come back, I will introduce you to just the friend you need."

Laura can feel the Glamour gathering around Old Shadow, swelling in anticipation of her acceptance.