Although it wouldn't be honest to say she'd been waiting for Alcuin's call, Phryne had been prepared for it and even expected it. While she had gone to find Jack, it had been for a brief parley, as though she had some choice clue to share, and a bit of banter.

So when Alcuin called, she was in her room, reading, and considering what utility she might have in this Inn. "I ought to to say yes and preserve the illusion that I am forever at work on something, but as it happens, I'm quite free."