Swamped

You may as well keep things going in hopes you think of something as the conversation goes on.

"Got to say, I'm worried about what's going on out there. Seems there's criminals roaming the streets. I don't know if the town guard is up to dealing with it."

"I'll send a messenger to see if they need help," Burgundy says thoughtfully.

And then a thought strikes you.

"Hold on. You military types will stick out like a sore thumb. One or two troublemakers see you, they'll go running. A whole group of 'em, though? They'll pick you out as a threat and gang up on you. You need someone who can blend in better, look like a scared civvie, but can handle themselves in a tight spot."

"Are you suggesting yourself?" Burgundy asks skeptically. "Because you stand out more than I do in that outfit."

"No. But there's another actor here who can do the job." You try to look as if the problem has only just occurred to you. "Only thing is, it's probably not safe to go out there without a mask..."

"Hmm. Bring them here and I'll see what I can do to help."

He's clearly not sold on the idea, but he's willing to give it a chance. You thank him and walk off to find Minnie - hopefully she can convince him. You find her waiting near the wizard's bed.

"Found a guy who might have a mask to spare. But he wants to meet you first. He's waiting over there by the emergency exit."

"Has he been wearing his?"

"He wasn't when I was talking to him, but he suggested he had one. Ask him yourself. And yes, I'll start washing mine just in case," you grumble.

"Actually, something else came up. I was about to take care of it, but maybe you could handle it for me."

"And what's that?" you ask.