"No, you don't need any secret knocks or code words, it's just a common brothel," Albyn said, laughing this time with a bit of genuine mirth at the anxious expression on his friend's face before his voice became serious. "One far more reputable than this place. A penny for the room and the wine, and another for the girl. Then you've a place to hide away the night and an excuse for where you snuck off to if anyone asks."
"Give me back another penny," Devlin said, holding out his hand and pointedly ignoring the disapproving look from Sir Elgon. "I don't want to break Anna's heart, so I'll take your filthy advice, but I intend to be too drunk to get it up with some random girl. I'd rather her tell the story of me needing to sleep off a bottle of wine than do something I can't take back."
