"Then you’ll just have to make do with what we’ve got," Mathilde said emphatically. "And you’ve got a lot more convincing to do. So far, from what you’ve told me, you’re in Cape Town because you’ve been scammed by a woman reporter in New York and then someone tried to kidnap you in Heidelberg. Now you run into some street girl thinks you’re Darkvine or something just ’cause she’s seen your face in the paper. Sounds like a crazy, bored fool running round the world chasing the shadow of his own butt to me."