"Geeka! My love." He idled through the woods and grinned at the homework slinger. Stas thought she was far too smart for her age and so clever that she had to make good use of it. He liked that kind of craftiness in a woman.

He settled beside her and dropped his bag to sort through it. Fishing out four packs of her brand of cigarettes he passed them up to her. "Our usual fee," he grinned up at her. Getting her to do his charms work regularly had its benefits, since most of his other resources had dried up altogether.