"Isn't that obvious?  The happy man is that smooth-talking refugee from a sand storm, our esteemed water brother Stinky Mahmoud.  I've told him flatly that they have to live here whenever they're in this country.  Dastard just laughed and said how else? - pointed out that I had invited him to live here, permanently, long ago." Jubal sniffed. "Wouldn't be so bad if he would just do it.  I might even get some work out of her.  Maybe."