"I've been talking to you this long, so my skin must be thicker than you give me credit for."

She glances around the bar, eyes lingering on a huge but silent screen, close-captioned -- they're doing some kind of special on Thor, with experts going over what made him go mad and get himself killed. She thinks it's a little sad, and that he was interesting to watch in the Arena.

"Brock Samson is my best, I think, and Jack Sparrow could be a real wildcard. And Maxwell Trevelyan is a special kind of marketable."