Phaedra leans back in her chair, unimpressed.
Phaedra: So you DO know where this thing is. What other lies did you tell me?
The lady Cheth takes another swig from the wine bottle, and holds up an index finger.
Cheth: Would you believe it was just the ONE?
Phaedra: Not a chance.
She smiles and leans back into the couch, idly twirling a finger.
Cheth: Fine, fine. Yes, I know WHERE it is. And I know WHAT it is. I know who MADE it... and I know its COLOR! Fun fact: it's PURPLE. I just figured... "If she knows how MUCH I know, she'll suspect she's being sent on a FETCH QUEST." Framing it as a RUMOR seemed like the perfect way to catalyze your little journey, without being too obvious.
The man leans in, beaming.
Cheth: Also... messing with you is just so much FUN!
The woman flashes the sharpest teeth she can muster.
Cheth: So, SO, SO much <3
Phaedra puts her head in her hands, utterly done.
Phaedra: Goddess... ...You are INFURIATING.