The world's finest... It made sense. A king wouldn't want any less from a guy hired to work for him. So this friend of Claude's had to be a real genius. Anise wasn't sure what to think of that; she knew her share of geniuses, and most of them had some pretty warped personalities. But that wouldn't be the case here, right? Claude wouldn't be suggesting they met if it was some total weirdo, would he? Of course not.

"Someone like me, huh?" the girl echoed, her bright smile still plastered on her face. Someone like what? Someone cute? Or maybe it was her cheerfulness - which wasn't always genuine, but it did tend to cheer other people up. If that was the case, then he certainly would benefit from her company! And Anise already had an idea as to how she could benefit from his. "Right! I'd love to meet him."