Snippet #2377451

Even Darrin looked relieved to see that a new option had presented itself. One that didn't involve blindly stumbling around and praying for the best. Rigel wasted no time in greeting Lachlan, in his own little way.

"Hello! So good of you to assist us in our moment of need before starvation ensues! Incidentally, yes, we did decide to volunteer ourselves for that little excursion. I can hardly wait!" After taking a quick look around, Rigel lowered his voice to an unusual conspiratorial whisper. "So I was wondering, do you think we might find any evidence as to what happened?" While the phoenix was preoccupied with discussing plans with Lachlan, L'liya had spotted them and had decided to come over, although in Darrin's opinion she could've been a little bit more polite.

"If you cause me unnecessary trouble tonight, I swear to you both that you'll wish you hadn't."

Even Rigel stopped talking at the sound of her voice, if mostly to see who was interrupting him. L'liya was the kind of person who could be unavoidably noticeable, and not in a good way. Rigel kept his words civil, although there was something of an irritated undertone to his voice.

"Me and my friend are well aware of what would happen if we are caught breaking the rules, and I daresay it could be much worse than any amount of physical violence you could administer to us." He paused for a moment's thought. "Actually, you would not be able to do that on account of me and my assistant having diplomatic immunity here on the lower world. Sorry to disappoint you." Darrin felt it appropriate to nod to confirm that it was indeed the gospel truth. With the facts laid out in front of L'liya, Rigel went back to his usual cheery self and resumed his conversation with Lachlan. "So anyway, before I get myself on a tangent again, you wouldn't happen to know where one could get some sandwiches, hmm?"