OH MAN YEAH. probably somewhere expensive, and they talk in VEILED THREATS delivered in a polite and casual tone. it's all "the courvoisier here is excellent, i quite recommend it," and lune is like, "i heard about that debacle at your charity function, what a shame."

and uther is like, "yes, it was unfortunate but nothing we couldn't handle." he smiles an unctuous smile and continues, "we can handle quite a lot, as you know."

and then lune lets his voice go ice cold and adds, "oh, yes, my sons did say the police did get there very quickly to dispose of those mobsters that somehow found their way in. why, if cor and corin hadn't been there, i don't know what would have happened."

"good lads, your boys," says uther. "it's the straight and narrow for them, is it? i did hear rumors that they fell were involved in a sordid business involving the patrisos and some conmen from out of state, but i thought heavens no, not lune's boys."

"i raised my boys right, uther, you know me."

"yes," says uther. "i rather do."