Interesting Times (Discworld, #17; Rincewind, #5)

by Terry Pratchett

“Well, we are wizards,” said Ridcully. “We’re supposed to meddle with things we don’t understand. If we hung around waitin’ till we understood things we’d never get anything done.”

“Oh, yeah,” said Caleb, who had been surreptitiously trying to untangle the knots in his beard. “And when were you ever in Ephebe?” “Went bounty hunting there once.” “Who for?” “You, I think.” “Hah! Did you find me?” “Dunno. Nod your head and see if it falls off.”