"Look it up." Jason waves a hand, then brings it back into his pocket to fish for a folded-up schedule. He finds one with Ruffnut's name and pulls it out, flattening it against the coffee table to see what notes he's made for her.

The Avox lingering around the corner of the room refills his cup with coffee. He takes a long sip and winces a bit as it goes down, too hot for comfort.

"It's nearly nine. I hope you're rested, because your schedule is booked for the whole day. You'll be on your feet until midnight."