"It's time for these people" , says Sara, who's been waiting for her husband's return. He's a professional killer, she says, but he's still a "poor, poor" man. She asks him if he wanted to kill her, and he says no, but that he'd rather kill a man with his bare hands than a man who doesn't want to be killed. Sara says she's sorry, but she can't understand why he would want to kill someone. She wants to know if there's any leads on the man who got the man out of jail. He seems reluctant to tell her anything, she asks. Sara asks if he'll go check on her husband, and she says he hasn't even called in yet. She's busy with lunch at the home of Keneth Irons, so she'll check on him. She tells him to be careful, though, because she thinks this guy's going to get "gruh-oh" . He says that's because his manservant "pubbed" as his sword plunged through the man's throat. Sara wonders if her employers pay more for her biting wit, or if it's "free." She asks if her employer pays extra for her "biting wit," and he replies that employers pay extra if they pay for "that biting wit" of theirs. She wonders if this is "free" or " gratis," and she wonders if "watt watt wrong again." She wonders why it always seems like something is wrong, and wonders if it is "something" at all. She says that the case seemed straightforward