"I wonder if they'll buy the tourist angle," Rabastan mutters, noting that even though he's taken to adopting the Lunar dress code, he still looks like he stepped out of a fantasy novel. "We look more like asylum escapees than tourists."

Matrix just gives Rabastan a snarly look. That wizard had better not be questioning his sanity—that's the renegade's own job to do that.

"I say we were invited to a friend's costume party and ... got lost?"