[Funkduder]

Both Jacob and Meave looked at the photo at the same time that it was slid to the Hal. And as the barkeep shrugged, Jacob went back to his steak, but before he could take another bite, Meave began to creep him out with a face of great delight. "Ah! I know that one," she said delightfully. "He's not going to return home any time soon." She began to chuckle slowly, as Jacob, who was disturbed enough already at the Fae turned his head and asked "What do you mean?"
"Not many people like this one. They say he's crazy and that he helps people too." Jacob noted that Meave never gave her own opinion, though. Turning his head back, he felt generous, besides it was his last payable meal. He might as well been able to actually pay it.
"Where and when did you see him last?"