"Vaguely," James said.

"Mr. Pritchard!" Someone then said. "Oh, how nice to see you again. Do you remember me? Jane Wel-"

"Welton, yes I remember. You bought the Connor apples."

"Beautiful. Perfect for the hallway." She eyed Kersen curiously as she spoke.

"The hallway. Of course." James could hardly keep the sarcasm out of his voice.