Me Ol Tin Plate

Wags-o!

What're you about, usin my name fer a watchword?

Nick in Finsbury

Nick, ol' man! Thought they'd sent you up. Where're you keepin yerself, lad? Look me up down the Frost Faire an we'll have a drink, yeh?

Hope yeh didn't mind me usin yer name that way. I've always thought it's nice if yer watchword's a tip o the cap to an ol friend. Somefin that tells people who they can trust.

An if yer back in the game, maybe yeh'll see a bit o new custom from it! (See, I'm doin yeh a favour, innit!)

Come down the Faire, an we'll have a pie an a pint. You'd like these gladiator duels they've got down the arena, too. Real sport, some of em. Yesterday they were settin Muggles on a bear (bear got em, every time), and then there was gryphon baitin, an yeh know that was a show! Heard they're havin proper duellin' today, but maybe they'll throw in a bull or a manticore or somfin to spice it up.