Working Lunch


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 * Ever since our last caper, Giddy and I have... er... resolved to steer clear of the Red Lobster Inn, for a time.
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 * (... The clientele is liable to give me nervous palpitations...)
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 * AHEM... All of which is to say, we are currently in the market for a new base of operations, if you will! A new home port!
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 * Or, put another way... a new watering hole full of gullible saps. And I believe I know just the place!
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 * Or, put another way... a new watering hole full of gullible saps. And I believe I know just the place!
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Level 6 "Inspect the Village Haus"
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 * Send Honest John to reconnoiter the Village Haus.
 * 8h
 * 5, 100
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 * ... WHAT? It's still the same old village inn?! But... But I had it on good authority that it was under new management!
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 * Bought out by Frenchmen! Out with the local rabble, in with the fancy foreign popinjays -- ripe for the swindling!
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 * ... AND, if certain rumors are to be believed, full of marvelous dancing tableware that Stromboli'd pay through the NOSE to--
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 * ... Huh. You know, it occurs to me... those rumors must be more fancy than fact.
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 * A dancing puppet is one thing, but a dancing teapot? That's simply absurd!
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 * ... Huh. You know, it occurs to me... those rumors must be more fancy than fact.
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 * A dancing puppet is one thing, but a dancing teapot? That's simply absurd!
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