"... And when you find water you're liable to drink, right?" Toshiko raised an eyebrow. It wasn't her fault that the tomes had been on sale for those prices. She really just couldn't help herself... even if only one of them turned out to actually be genuine. She would have... words with the mage who had sold her the tomes at some point. But for now, that wasn't the focus. She nodded her head to Jeffery. "And feel free to put them out, I'm certain that someone will enjoy them."

Oh, the familiar was here... Toshiko's opinion on them varied. After all, they could quite literally be nothing more then tools, a means to an end... or fully intelligent mostly-autonomous people. She had seen both sorts by this point.

And now, well... it seemed as if most of her employees were there. Any late arrivals could be quickly filled in on the situation.

"To start with, if anyone shows up late, I would like it if you filled them in on what I'm about to tell you," she began, addressing the room at large, "Now..."

Pushing her glasses up the bridge of her nose and taking the cigarette out of her mouth, Toshiko started her explanation of the case. "About a day ago, the Daidouji mage family was alerted to a presence in their home. When Daidouji Kenji, and his wife, Daidouji Tomoko went to investigate, they found nothing amiss. Nothing was different, there was no sign of an intruder, nothing was changed. Not the slightest thing had been altered. That was, until they checked the room their most precious item, a family heirloom, was held. It was gone entirely. But there was no sign anyone had been to the room. Even the spells cast on the room to keep it secure hadn't been disturbed."

Another drag on her cigarette. Toshiko held the beginnings of the case report out, for her employees to take a look.

"They want us to track down the perpetrators and get their precious family heirloom back. Now, I'm sure some of you are aware of the... history of the Daidouji family, but I'll give a quick rundown for those who aren't. The Daidouji Mage family has splintered into many, many branches. Every single last one of these branches hates the other. And when I say hates, I mean backstabbing and murder aren't out of the realm of possibility when it comes to one branch to another. Our suspect may be the member of another branch."