Peony fought hard against her best nature to scoff. Auditioning, what was she some quivering novice? Instead she took a deep mouthful of stew and considered the options laid out to her. The tavern would be a good starting place to get herself noticed and paid. "No harm in spreading myself around and finding the best option." And zealots weren't that hard to deal with. You merely had to mind your manners and your tongue in their zone of influence.

"Thank you, those are good leads. If you'd recommend me to your friend if he manages to get up and running, I would be very appreciative." It seemed like here that more might be expected but she could deal with those issues as they came. But in the mean time, damn, this was good stew. "In fact--" Peony sat close beside her, smiling coyly at Ianthe now that they were at a nearer height and she could look more clearly at her face. "--I'd owe you a favour. And my favours are immeasurably valuable to those who have them."

A bold statement but she felt she could back it up.