Campbell: I trust your trip was uneventful? I hear the Watch is having trouble holding the side streets.
Curnow: A bunch of children playing games, that's all it is.
Campbell: Good, good. And your niece, Callista, isn't it? I'm very concerned about her.
Curnow: She'll be found. My men are searching district by district, Callista's a resourceful one. Probably found a safe place to hole up in all this chaos.
Campbell: If my Overseers hear any word, I'll come straight to you. Time for drinks! I hope you won't refuse. It'll make this business pass all the quicker. Locked? One of the servants must have been in here. Let me see. Oh, I have the wrong one. Not that one. No. Ah, here we are. Now, if you'll join me. Men, we'll come get you when we're finished. Keep each other entertained in the meantime.
Curnow: I don't understand how this got so unpleasant!
Campbell: Oh, I agree, I agree. A whore dies, and suddenly this. Will you have wine? It's a Tyvian red.
Curnow: Thank you.
Campbell: What an... who's been in here? I owe you an apology, Captain. This is hardly the hospitality I planned for you. Well. time to do this the hard way.
Curnow: What was that, Campbell?
Campbell: Never mind. It's a stroke of luck for you, Captain. I'm forced to break out the real vintage. Leave the men here, or we'll have to share with all of them.
Curnow: Very well, Campbell. As long as we get this little dispute settled.
Campbell: Oh, I'll find you. Stop playing and come out at once.