We're gettin' to know each other, like I said. [Hazel's happy enough to put the subject of Gat away, where it belongs. There are things that are his business and things that are his business, and the subtle difference is only one of those is actually things he has a personal right to know about.

Guess which one he's angling for now? Only one try. He takes a rather long sip of wine before leaning on his elbow again and propping his chin in his hand.]

Other than what you do and where you're goin', Mister Sanzo, I don't know a lick about ya! [He puts the glass down and taps on the table with his now free hand, a little... excitable. Stay with him-] I've got it, now, hear this-

Ever play Twenty Questions?