"Gil's the cook, and, erm, my lover - he said that Richard was supposed to be looking for you, but hadn't found you, and he was worried about that; he wasn't very specific. Well, here you are, and definitely not lost - so if I see either Richard or Gil, I can tell them you have been sighted. I haven't a clue what this is all about," Asar-Suti adds, cheerfully.

Asar-Suti takes the empty can of Red Bull and scribbles something on it with his finger; there is a purple fizzle where his finger was, and then he holds two cans, one empty, one full.

"Thanks," he says, returning the empty tin; he then opens the other one, wrinkles his nose, takes a sip, and makes a face.

"Vile!" he declares. "It does have a certain kick, though." He reads what's printed on the tin. "Huh! They make that from actual bull's balls?"