I had hoped we’d never see each other again, mon cher, but the fates, they do not always play fair. What is the game this time? The stakes? I’m afraid you’ve caught me—I’m a little embarrassed. I barely have the shirt on my back. Coffers are empty, old boy. So, if you’re looking for me to pay off my debts, well I can still—my talents are my own until that final audit you’re so looking forward to, and the fates, don’t they play strange games? You wouldn’t happen to have something you want me to steal, would you?
Strange Fates
Tale Told 