He didn't look bothered at all, and he didn't even hesitate a little. All in all, Barnaby seemed to be pretty skilled in the arts of social graces. Maybe he was a politician, a big-shot merchant, or some kind of public speaker...

"Sure thing! I'll get it done in a jiffy," Anise promised him with one of her cutest smiles. If she put a little time in here and there, she was sure she could get it done by the end of the day. He'd be really grateful for that, wouldn't he? And he'd owe her a favor, to make things even sweeter.

But now that they had an agreement and she'd successfully broken the ice, it was time to get into what Anise was really interested in. "So, Barnaby, what do you do? Back home, I mean." Knowing someone's job was normally a good way to guess at where their income stood.