"My hair and his ego. He's not that good." He replied, sighing. "I'm glad it's not Seth." He conceded. "I feel like I'm playing the guessing game like I used to with my brothers. I always lost, I'm afraid." He admitted. "I think I shall take my lead and turn left, my lady." He told her. "Unless there's anything else useful you want to say to me?" He asked.

"One hint," she said slowly, relishing his reaction. "He's one of Blue's. They're wild cards. And when they have tempers, they tend to be nasty, sharp, ugly ones. I'd keep at least one hand free to cover up my balls, if I were you."

"I've always one at the ready, my lady." He replied, amused, reaching past her to put down his wine cup. "I meant it about Melusine. I'll take you to any play you like, even if it's crappy, as you put it."

"Hm." She pursed her lips. "I might take you up on that."

He grinned. "Take me up on whatever you like." He said, with a wink, and then turned to go turn left.