Breya: We're here. Mercenary company, party of thirty.
Maitre'd: I'm sorry. You aren't on my list, madame.
Schlock: Check again.
Maitre'd: I believe that monsiuer would find a bribe to be more effective than brandishing the wee little stunner.
Maitre'd: You are almost there. Keep counting, madame.
Breya: You can shoot him when we leave, Schlock.
Schlock: I need something with a great big, black barrel.