Andrei Vannacutt! Again! Andi's eyes were glinting like little sparks of fire by now, she half rose from her chair, and settled on the edge of her table instead, beginning to obsessively, compulsively sort the ribbons, letting her fingers feel the silk and the slightly purr of the spells on them. "You do realise, that since Vannacutt is not a consort, nor even a friend to me, it's rather silly to come to me about this and do something about it?" she said, a trifle sarcastically. "What pompous platitudes did he come up with this time?"