Yeah, yeah. Nurse your wounded pride later, would you? [You windy peacock.] Preferably away from all these normal people. We're starting to draw a crowd.

[Seriously. Even Rose Dezel has more sense than to attract the attention of a bunch of wary locals. She's not sure what they do with strange people who talk to themselves, but neither is she keen on finding out. ...and maybe her last encounter with them hadn't been the best, okay. Minor case of food poisoning and all that.]

Besides, no reason for us to hang around if we're going to catch us a thief, right?