"Your old crew?"  Rintin arched an eyebrow back at the woman.  He would've liked to hear details on the specifics of the story, but figured it would best to wait for another time, when things quieted down.  "Ash it is."

"Well."  The girl stopped to look at Ash, her eyes wide, bright, fearful.  "Nothing really.  I mean, we're not supposed to talk about the background stuff.  We just bring people to the restaurant were given and hope they'll spend a lot, because."  She paused.  

"I mean, our place is this way."  She turned a corner and continued walking until she stopped in front of a door with a picture of a unicorn on it.  The place was called the horned pub and grill.  "Come on in.  First drink is on the house, if you order some food."  She motioned her guest to go inside.