It didn't take them long to get there. As the small man silently pointed to a door Bast waved him away, there was no need to keep him around anymore. He knocked at the door, it open slightly and a beautiful face popped into his line of sight. "Yes?" It said.

"You're a gaelet?"

"Yes!"

"What is wrong with this place? First I find a woman with an old mans job and now I find you working as a moneylender." He studier her.

"Do I know you?"

"Do you want to? It can be arranged."

She snorted. "You come here talking as if you know me, what gives you the right? What do you want?"

"Why so defensive? I merely thought you too beautiful to be working with something most people associate with bulky, burly men. And for what I want…" He looked intensely at her.

"Men!" She sighed, closed the door and unhitched a latch. "Come in!"

"I agree!" He said as he stepped in.

"Agree? To what?"

"The sighing at men." He smiled cunningly. "I find that the Fae folk is much more desighreable."

"Was that supposed to be a joke?" She gestured for him to sit down and went to take her place across a desk.

Bast shrugged, still smiling. "Perhaps not."

"Oh, don't try to be mysterious with me. I've had enough with those type of clients. Just tell me how much we're talking about here."

"Oh, I'm not here to lend money. I'm..."

"Look, you creep." she interupted. " What ever they told you about my services they're lying. I'm not a hore nor will I ever be."

Bast looked stricken. "No, I don't think so either" he said eyeing her. "No, I'm here to deliver a message."

"Why didn't you say so?"

"I didn't get the chance."

"No, perhaps you didn't" She smiled looking a tad guilty. "I'm sorry, there are people trying to undermine my work. They don't like it that I'm good at what I do. I guess it puts me on edge. So, tell me, what is the message?"

"No."

"What? Just tell me."

"No. That's the message. Just 'no'". It took a few seconds and then all hell broke lose. Bast heard swearing in at least five different languages, there was stuff flying across the room and he could of sworn that the water in her drinking glass turned on fire.

When finished, she cleared her throat. "Sorry."

Bast smiled.

"Not very lady like of me."

"I stopped expecting that when you opened the door."

Her eyes flashed "And what is that supposed to mean?"

"That there is more to you then one might think, you're more than just a pretty face." He looked appreciatively at her. "But I don't think you're a stranger to using that face if needed either."

"Okey. Enough. Why are you delivering messages for that scumbag? And did he tell you why it was a 'no'? I offered him more than a fair price."

"He promised me information I want in return for delivering a message. I was even shown where to deliver it. The scumbag probably thought you'd set him on fire and decided to send me instead."

Her eyes flashed towards the glass."Well, my time spent at the university isn't exactly a secret, it's what keeps most of my clients in check. You're lucky I like you."

"I couldn't have guessed."

"That I like you or that I went to the university?"

Bast just smiled at that, thinking to himself that she was lucky he liked her – his patience was running low. Even though he had a soft spot for banter and beautiful women.

"So.. What information is it that you are looking for?" Her eyes had a dangerous gleam to them.

"Why are you asking?"

"It is in my interest to know what my competitors are doing."

"Would you perhaps be doing one of your competitors?"

"Don't be crude. I don't even know your name."

"Bast. And you didn't answer my question."

"What's it short for? Bastard?" She smiled. "And why should I answer that?"

"Now who's being crude? All I am trying to do is to decide wether I want to be your competitor or not. But if your are going to insult me to my face perhaps I at least should know your name before deciding."

"Devi"

"Short for Devil?"

She laughed. "Guess I had that coming. So are we going to keep this up all day or are you actually going to tell me something?"

"I gave you my name." She merely stared at him as he smiled.. "Alright. I do like you more than that scumbag so I'll tell you. I'm looking for Kvothe."

She made a noise that was something in between a snort and a laugh. "He's more trouble then he's worth. What do you want with him?"

"I told you. I want to find him."

"But why?"

Bast shrugged. "I'm curious."

"About..?"

"If he is who the stories say he is. And if he knows everything there is to know."

"What if I tell you he isn't."

"I can tell by your eyes that your lying."

She looked taken aback. "Fine. He's more, but not in the way you think!"

Bast laughed. "Okey. I get it."

She huffed. "No you don't. Let's say I know of a way to contact him, what's it worth to you?"

He smiled a secret smile.

When the smile and the silence got a bit to much Devi laughed. "Well, come on! Don't play coy!"

"Information about the Fae." He said for the second time today.

"Not good enough. Teach me some faerie magic!"

Bast feigned mild surprise "What makes you think that I've got something to teach?"

"You aren't what you seem either, Bast."

"No I'm not. But I'm not sure you'd accept what I'd prefer to teach."

"And what would that be?"

He smiled. She blushed.

"Not many are able to get you to blush, I'm guessing."

"What makes you think I need to be taught?"

He laughed "I'll let you teach me something too if that makes you more comfortable."

She took a deep breath and shook her head as if to clear it. "Those are some pretty strong suggestions you're making."

"I told you that you might not accept it."

"I'm not sure it's a wise thing to do."

"Wise? That I am certainly not! Getting tired of games and searching- yes! So tell me and tell me quick – how do I find Kvothe?"

"You don't. He finds you."

"And where might he find me?"

She shrugged. "Up to him, not me, obviously."

"And my other offer?"

"I thought I was the negotiator."

"I'm getting tired of getting nowhere so I'm changing the rules. Tell him, don't tell him. Do you want me to stay or not?"

She just blinked at him!

"Manlings!" He threw his arms in the air. "Why won't any one answer my questions? How hard can it be?" He stood up. "No, no, don't get up. I'll show my self out." He turned and left, Devi still blinking not quite understanding what just happened.