Someday, she's going to have to have a serious think about how she's ended up some kind of job recruiter around here. Something something permanent resident something not as bad as she thinks and so on.

"Bells on? Sounds distracting. I think I might have to ban that when we write up the employee handbook." She looks so serious, but there's this little crinkling around the corners of her eyes that she can't quite suppress.

"You free day after tomorrow, lunch-ish? We can meet at the Harp. You know where that is, right?" She assumes most people have found the Harp after a few days, being close to the Forum and, therefore, obvious.

"I'll ask him when that'll be an option. Most of it is in storage right now, so, showing it off is quite a production."