But Arcturus did not hear this as he was already having a conversation with the cook.
"Master chef, may I have a word with you?"
"Yes, of course young master.....?"
"Arcturus, Arcturus Rain."
"Master Arcturus, what is your pleasure?"
"Master Chef, my companions and I, as you can see, are just a humble group of travelers, do you know what I mean?"
"Of course, of course, Master Arcturus, but you know, keeping secrets about young lassies with mysterious powers, as well as information, is very expensive," he said, looking at Arcturus arm band and shoulder bag.
"Of course they are, Master Chef, and you are very happy you don't have more expenses than what those ladies there on the table can give you. I believe you saw a little display earlier?"
"Ah, yes, yes, please, Master Arcturus, no more displays!" said the cook looking in the direction of Arcturus companions with worry.
"As I was saying, Master Chef, we are in need of a little information, weary travelers that we are."