We're overdue a shipment. You'll follow up and see where they've got to, how one can wander astray from the route used for the last ten years, hm? And perhaps find us someone else to move the shipments. I don't like it when my things go missing.
If I give you a name, will you find out what you can? (And it needn't be said your entrails will be hair ribbons for Anais if you say anything to anyone, darling)
Are you bored yet?
Drink enough for the sot to drown himself in, beautiful women to take away the taste of the sand. We've swept it from our crevasses, darlings, so the doors are open once again and all are duly welcomed (lest of course, you plan to put an end to the fun)