The three sit and visit for a while, getting caught up on the family gossip, who's on the run, who barely managed to escape getting caught, who's seeing who, stuff like that.
Over the course of the conversation, which runs well into the evening, they do reveal that they're not technically on the run, but....you know how it is: better safe than sorry.
"We were out on the town a few nights ago," Dubhan says, "just minding our own business and having a good time. Nothing shady, of course."
"And we just happened to see a man leaving one of the public houses," Vevila continues. "He'd obviously over-indulged, and we were worried about him. He was in no shape to make it home."
"So, of course, we offered to give him a hand, make sure he made it home safe and sound, without being molested by one of the ruffians you find lurking in the shadows nowadays."
"Well, no sooner had we gotten him home than he passed out cold. Well, we knew that, him being the fine upstanding man that he obviously was, he would have offered us a token for our troubles. Putting our safety on the line and all."
"We knew that, when he woke up, he would have felt just horrid about not giving a little something," Dubhan says. "But we also knew that, the shape he was in, trying to wake him up would have been pointless. So...we just helped ourselves to the trifle that he certainly would have given us if he were awake."
"And when we got home, there was a handful of coins, and these," Vevila finishes as Dubhan sets a purse on the table.
When he opens it and dumps out the contents, there's a handful of bones, and a red wand.
"We knew, as soon as we saw these, that you would be interested." Dubhan says.