"“Hold it!” Sally thrust both hands in front of her in a gesture of peace. “There’s something we’d better sort before this goes any further!” “Yeah?” “Yes. We’re both wearing nothing, we’re standing in what, you may have noticed, is increasingly turning into mud, and we’re squaring up to fight. Okay. But there’s something missing, yes?” “And that is…?” “A paying audience? We could make a fortune.” Sally winked. “Or we could do the job we came here to do.” (p. 174)"