You're so fond of saying that. It's almost as if you really think I'm going to buy into it someday. Two men can have ideas and projects and be called similar, I suppose, but when only one of those men thinks nothing of blackmailing someone into service, well. You can say both a snake and a deer have two eyes, can't you? But that's where I find the similarities end.

...Anyway. [after allowing a moment to be sure he's gotten across what he wanted to, that he's made his point. His tone is cheerful, if a touch beleaguered. It's been a long... however long it's been since Rincewind's Port out, and this party he's somehow tasked himself with throwing is daunting.] Twenty, I think. Thirty? Not much more than that.

So how much to use a place for the night?