"Excellent, excellent. You're a smart girl, I'm sure. You'll find your way around, you'll take in the sights, and then remember your friend Ixis Naugus when the time comes to return home." Okay, Naug, you might be laying it on a little thick here.

"But for now, I must leave you, I'm afraid. I'm a busy man! Places to go, things to purchase, matters to research. You understand, I'm sure. But until next time, Grace." And with another grand flourish of the claw, a deep bow, the bizarre figure evaporates into smoke and drifts away on a sudden sharp breeze.

Showoff.