Jenga muttered to himself, going on about how childish this was and how annoying and how he could be doing so many other things at the moment but noooo he was fetching gooey love letters for the precious Bidder.  Snorting he darted past a checkpoint into the Gold District through a small passage, so narrow it was barely even an alley way.  Once on the other side he started for the far end at a swift jog. The Districts were all huge, it would easily be nightfall by the time he reached Grey.