"Oh, no rush. Monday is fine. I just wanted to know what the likelihood was of finding it at all."
He leaned back in his chair, folding his hands across his abdomen. The question about the article wasn't exactly a pretense. Merry really wanted it. But there was something else he wanted to pick Miss Eadig's brain about, as well.
"Actually, Eowyn. You're a woman. I need a woman's opinion on something."