Probably not. [the answer is given casually, with an afterthought of a shrug.] But that's how my life goes in general, so I'm rather used to it.
[there's a beat, and then he glances sideways to give Betty a proper look-over. He's pretty sure he hasn't met her before - she doesn't look at all familiar. But she must be an imPort to be in this room, so at least he won't have to be concerned she's going to ask to sit inside the Luggage for a picture, or something equally ridiculous.
Rincewind squints, taking the bottle from the floor with some suspicion; people being kind to him is always suspicious. Doubly so when that person is a lovely woman.]
Sorry, but who exactly are you? How do you know my name, for that matter? - Did someone send you? [gods, was it Lucifer? Is he going to have people keeping tabs on him now?]
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[there's a beat, and then he glances sideways to give Betty a proper look-over. He's pretty sure he hasn't met her before - she doesn't look at all familiar. But she must be an imPort to be in this room, so at least he won't have to be concerned she's going to ask to sit inside the Luggage for a picture, or something equally ridiculous.
Rincewind squints, taking the bottle from the floor with some suspicion; people being kind to him is always suspicious. Doubly so when that person is a lovely woman.]
Sorry, but who exactly are you? How do you know my name, for that matter? - Did someone send you? [gods, was it Lucifer? Is he going to have people keeping tabs on him now?]