Moon Bay City, Parsifal Club.
"Good afternoon, Mrs. Frey."
"Oh, good afternoon. What, you only left this morning, and you're already back this afternoon? Have you finally made up your mind to seek out my young ladies?"
Shade greeted Mrs. Frey familiarly, and the woman holding a feather fan, smiling with narrowed eyes, warmly welcomed him as well:
"Or are you here to do some other business with me?"
"Yes, I still want to ask about something."
Shade smiled, and at the same time heard the remarkably clear clattering sound of dice bouncing beside his ear.
Even though his face was disguised with the witches' eyeshadow, Mrs. Frey still froze for a moment at that smile. The charm check had succeeded. Though she was not about to immediately pledge her loyalty to Shade as the witches had teased, Mrs. Frey nevertheless became even more enthusiastic about taking him somewhere private to talk.
Thus, the two returned to the third floor, and Shade explained what he wanted to investigate:
"Freeman Hawthorne was attacked here. I want to know the details, the details that cannot be told to others."
He was about to take out his wallet, but the folded fan pressed it back down. Mrs. Frey lightly tapped his arm with the fan and said reproachfully:
"Look at those muscles—I mean, for such a small matter, there's no need to pay. Whatever you want to know, I can tell you. Boatman, where did you meet such a beautiful person?"
Shade inwardly complained that the witch had chosen "charm" rather than "Persuasion," but outwardly continued thanking Mrs. Frey for her generosity.
Thus, he and the witch atop the Clock Tower obtained further information together:
``` "The Outlander's charm check succeeded. Basic information obtained: 'The crime scene is this very room; the Moon