"I don't even know if they have decent scotch, they certainly haven't offered any to me, and I'm alumni. Very miserly, if you ask me. It'll be coming out of my donation next year." Of course, that was a joke of sorts. The Mansion didn't solicit fundraising.

"I imagine you'll be out of town tomorrow?" She thought as loudly as she could about Marcelo. But the implication was clear enough. She expected he would solve the Shinobi problem soon.

Then Vargas, it would be his turn.