"Thank you. Tuesday evening, in four days’ time, Daedra West hosts a gathering, the venue yet to be announced. Possibly one of the guildhalls. Her guest list, so far, is interesting." She looked at Lev. "The Remembrancer himself may be there. Lesser faces from the City. We’ve been unable to determine even an ostensible purpose. I would suggest, Mr. Netherton," and Flynne saw Netherton’s eyes narrow slightly, "that you might, in your way, be able to conjure up some sufficiently vivid rationale for an invitation."