Gypsies were never known for being slack in the rules department. If this woman said she had a contract, and that she enforced its terms, he was inclined to believe her, at least to start with.

By now, their glasses were nearly empty, so he poured a second round, then stood to address Naja. "A toast, my dear, to a wonderful new partnership. May it be lucrative for all involved."

If she wasn't drunken into unconsciousness by the third glass, the gypsy king intended to show Naja around the place. If she was... well, they'd just have to work on her liquor tolerances, now wouldn't they?