While the cat's away...
A young man dressed in a colourful attire enters the Nexus, looking to all like someone of noble upbringing. He scans the crowd for a moment before making his question.
"Suppose you have been given the task of posing as an important person for a fortnight, with your sole limitation being that said person's mission not be jeopardized. How might you profit from this?"
He then adds, almost as an afterthought: "And would anyone be so considerate as to tell me where I could acquire contact lenses or a decent ocular glamour? I would greatly appreciate it."
"Suppose you have been given the task of posing as an important person for a fortnight, with your sole limitation being that said person's mission not be jeopardized. How might you profit from this?"
He then adds, almost as an afterthought: "And would anyone be so considerate as to tell me where I could acquire contact lenses or a decent ocular glamour? I would greatly appreciate it."