Mmm, I voluntarily went through a taste test but he still seemed pretty suspicions when I didn't drop dead on the spot. Took a picture of me to send to someone, I think, to make sure I wasn't an assassin. [ he can't help laughing as he thinks back to then. ] I couldn't resist joking, of course -- said my stagename is an assassin's moniker. You should have seen the way he looked at me! Like he was ready to bludgeon me with a rake!

[ he's still laughing as he finally fishes two cookies out of the paper packet and offers them to heather. they're nothing fancy, just sugar cookies, but they look delicious. ]

Would you like a cookie? I brought them for Bardo, but I don't think he'd mind if you took a few.