A brief phone conversation between Nathan and Domino, Friday evening

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"Hello?"

"Hey, tiger."

"Public line, old man."

"I know. We'll be there tomorrow. Where will you be?"

"... uh. Café in the marketplace. Like the one in Cairo. Remember?"

"... the good one in Cairo or the bad one in Cairo?"

"Uhh. Good one. The one that's still standing. With the pastries Theo liked?"

"Right. We'll be there. Late afternoon - three local time? And did you find out more?"

"Some. Might have more by the time you get here. We'll see."

"You've been busy."

"You don't know the half of it."

"... you all right?"

"Fine, just fine. Barter is an art in this part of the world, you know. I'm getting quite good at it."

"... I don't like it when you're alarmingly enigmatic. Makes me worry."

"About me? Don't be silly. I'm getting the job done, and that's what's important, right? Staying on target."

"And walking away from the job intact. Don't forget that."

"Oh, hush. I promise, all my pieces are where they should be."

"I wasn't actually asking for an update on your pieces. Should I have?"

"Uh-uh. No fishing."

"Right. Try and get some sleep tonight, all right?"

"We'll see. See you tomorrow, old man."

"Night, tiger."