" I will...tell him if I see him. "

Dealkeeper rolls her eyes. ,, You mortals are all so petty. ,,

she still ignores her.

"I'm off to Nashville, darling. Some brilliant young songwriter is in need of inspiration. Its horrible to be so blocked, but not to worry. Soon, everyone will be in love with his muuuusic." She sang the last word. Leanansidhe went on. "Also, I need to pay a visit to a night hag, see if she has any information for us. Ill be back in a day or two, human time. Ciao, darling."

" bye. "

Dealkeeper sighs softly. ,, I thought I told you to stop that? I admit it wasnt a deal but its still risky! ,,

"It's fine." She waggled her fingers at them and vanished in a swirl of glitter.

"Show-off," Puck muttered, appearing from behind one of the bookshelves, as if he'd been waiting for her to leave. He crossed the room to perch on the armrest, rolling his eyes. "She could've left without all the sparkly. But then, Lea always knew how to make an exit."

"BUT SHE IS GONE." Ironhorse hurried over, looking around as if he feared Leanansidhe was really hiding behind one of the chairs in the room, listening to him. "SHE IS GONE, AND WE CAN FIND A WAY OUT OF HERE."

Lise waved at the glitter. " Sure we can. "

Dealkeeper calmly flicks one wing. If she knows how to leave, she doesnt say.

"And do what, exactly?" Grimalkin raised his head and gave him a scornful look. "We still do not know where the scepter is. We would only be announcing our presence to the enemy and lowering our chances of finding it."

"Furball's right, unfortunately," Puck sighed. "Lea's not the easiest fey to deal with, but she's true to her word, and she has the best chance of finding the scepter. We should stay put until we actually know where it is."

"THAT IS THE PLAN FROM THE GREAT ROBIN GOODFELLOW. WE SIT HERE AND DO NOTHING."

"And whats your brilliant plan, Rusty? Go clomping off to the city and poke our noses into every major corporation until the scepter falls on our heads?"