"A few feet outside the door," Long replied. "He's pacing."

"What's his name?" Rosen inquired.

"Ryan," Long replied along with a concise list of everything a professional assassin would know about his stalker.

Rosen frowned a bit, "He must be new. I've never met him." After a moment he suddenly shouted at the top of his voice, "RYAN! COME INSIDE!"

After a moment Long noted, "He stopped pacing."

Rosen chuckled, "RYANNNN~" he shouted again.

After another moment or two, Long started to relax a little more. "You scared him off," he explained.

Rosen nodded a bit, "Now you owe me more," he noted.

"More what?" Long asked.

"Well you didn't rescue me and now I just scared away your stalker," Rosen noted, "You have a lot of catching up to do."

"I carried you to the Juttle," Long noted.

Rosen paused, blinking at Long before frowning, "You were like twenty minutes too late," he decided.

Long paused, debating whether he wanted to get into this again or not. "Hire Wolfe as a bodyguard if you aren't satisfied," he suggested.

"Satisfied?!" Rosen asked, holding up his hands, "Gee, why on terra wouldn't I be satisfied?" he asked dramatically.

Long blinked, very confused.

Rosen stared at him, "Next assignment, learn sarcasm," he decided.