After about an hour of boozing & socializing with many random passers by, Hannah announces to her two companions that it's time for a stroll around the alleyways. Dengue & Banger grab their beers as they are both yanked to their feet & proceeded "This way" as Hannah put it, single-mindedly leading the three of them out of the park & onto the nearest cobblestones by hand.
"So, how're the NLH doin' these days?" Dengue asked Banger as they walked up the very narrow street.
"For the time being, I'm on voluntary leave from the NLH so that I can run this place until a new manager can be hired. Till then, I just don't have the time to do both."
"However," he amended, "lately, under Greg Hunt, the NLH has experienced a recruitment boom & a boost in activity, which I feel helped regain the attention of the IND, & with their help, has really given the Islay economy a much needed vitamin shot...Also, I've gotten word that an NLH/Order Non-Aggression Pact has been put on the books this week...So yeah, the NLH are in high health these days & seem to be doing really good.
"I know you're curious about what Dec & I have been up to since we were here last," Hannah volunteered as they reached the edge of the central caverns outer ringstrasse at the wall & turned right, towards another cluster of narrow pubs and shops on both sides that sport the common Green Hell organic architecture that combines Carpentry & morterless masonry into the copious greenery that grows throughout the 5 primary caverns.
She pauses for a moment to consider how much classified information she's willing to let slip, & decides to spill out a few of the bullet points.