“Oh, I’m not looking for a friend—I’m here to see one of the monks.” The woman’s brow furrowed with incredulity, then she gave me a limp-wristed wave. “Well, bless your heart. I don’t know if anyone’s told you, but the monks have all taken a vow of silence. They don’t talk to no one, not even me, and I’ve been doing secretary work for ’em going on ten years now.” Rübezahl, you fucking dick.