"You've got to be joking."
"Of course I'm not."
"I was afraid you'd say that. So Jetta's running security?"
"Can you picture her bidding even one coin...on a man?"
A laugh, then a hearty laugh. "Got a point there. So what's the plan, how do you want me and Mikey situated."
"Bar and doors; Jetta will circulate and Melody may be out of town so she won't be pulling drinks. I am hoping if we draw a crowd of ladies it won't devolve into fighting - or as soon, at least. The men will be hidden behind a screen and disguised, and I'm not releasing names, so it's a true mystery auction."
"Come on, Boss. You can tell me."
"I really cannot." Grins. "Suffice to say they are gentlemen of note, and good men all."
A grunt.
"And beside that, I'd like to see how the bidding goes if the ladies are bidding based on personality, not looks or reputation. Hence the questioning period - any question goes."
"You're going to lose money."
"Perhaps, my friend, perhaps. I have some faith that we'll come away with money for the farming kitty, though - Ilsare will see us through."