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[latino_menace]

Ramon is lounging in a booth, dressed casually in jeans and a white shirt. There's a bottle in front of him and he has an air of general satisfaction with life.

Which isn't to say that if you're one of two certain people, his mood won't flick like a switch. But it does mean that anyone else is reasonably assured of civility at the least.

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[weplayparts]

"Long time, no talk."

Saffron (or so she thinks, at least) isn't one of those two people.

She leans over the other end of the booth, grinning at him.

[weplayparts]

"I had to con."

She shrugs.

"It was easy enough."

[latino_menace]

'And that's it? Do a job and get...what? You can change your ears?'

He has to wonder who would offer a deal like that and it hasn't escaped his attention that she didn't answer his previous question.

[weplayparts]

"There's other things: magic, illusions, things like that. Haven't exactly figured out the full range.

"Méi guānxi*," she says reassuringly. "I know what I'm getting into."

*it's nothing; it's okay

[latino_menace]

He looks sceptical, to say the least.

'Who was it?'