Keankoop grabs the map and spins his hand around, before going into a deep and theatrical bowOur pleasure. Remember Keankoop and Company, I'm sure you'll hear of me- us again. he holds the map tightly and begins to make his way in the direction the worker Squeak indicated So, Moustilda, you do magic? Anything that could help a stage performance. Maybe some lights or something? He turns to Sonny, walking backwards and what about you? Can't say I've heard of a non-Angry Sun before. How might your presence in this little troop help me? His questions are serious, though non-hostile. He doesn't seem to think anything of demanding the assistance of these two near-strangers in his own agenda.