[color=lightyellow]"No, I heard you the first time..."[/color] The boy said back.
He wasn't sure what she was talking about at all. A book? A hat? A bag?
[color=purple][i]A demon, dimwit. A demon contract.[/i][/color] Mort said, interrupting his train of thought. [color=purple][i]She's a warlock.[/i][/color]
The boy stiffened.
[color=lightyellow][i]How do you know?[/i][/color] He asked his demon.
[color=purple][i]She probably saw you gibbering to yourself, put 2 and 2 together and figured you and her were the same. And if she is a warlock then there's one guy who fits the bill.[/i][/color]
The boy could feel the demon's attention shift to the girl's sentinels.
[color=lightyellow][i]Let me guess, the guy's bad news?[/i][/color] The boy asked.
[color=purple][i]...I don't know.[/i][/color] Mort said after a short pause.
Richard instantly became more alert. Mortimer was a liar by nature, but he had good instincts for trouble. He was very good at evaluating threats, so the girl may have been much more dangerous than he'd imagined.
[color=lightyellow][i]What do you mean, Mort?[/i][/color]
[color=purple][i]Mostly know him from reputation. Saw him once, surrounded by... Those.[/i][/color]
[color=lightyellow][i]Who is this guy, then? What's he do?[/i][/color]
[color=purple][i]Nothing.[/i][/color]

Richard was confused.
[color=lightyellow][i]What's that supposed to mean?[/i][/color]
[color=purple][i]I tailed him for... I don't even know how long. I've been in the demon world longer than most but he'd been there since before I was on the scene. But he never did much of anything. No contracts, no nothing. Just... there.[/i][/color]
[color=lightyellow][i]And now... he might have a contract.[/i][/color]
[color=purple][i]For your safety, I hope not.[/i][/color]
Cold sweat slid down Richard's spine.
[color=lightyellow][i]So what do we do, Mort?[/i][/color] He asked, a note of urgency in his thoughts.
[color=purple][i]I don't know, think of something yourself.[/i][/color] The demon hissed back.

Richard had no idea what the girl wanted but he did not want to drop the ball so early in the game. Thinking fast, he opened his mouth to speak.
[color=lightyellow]"What do you mean 'one'? What the heck are you talking about?"[/color]
He would try to bluff her out, and he hoped that whoever her demon was wouldn't be able to sniff out Mort through all the layers of protection on the book.

[@Katthaj]