Tyler: "How did you find me?"
Viserys: *gives him a flat stare* "Really?"
Tyler, blushing: "I had a better ward this time!"
Viserys: "Yes, it is quite good... for a mage of the Fourth Circle. By the way, you have State Intelligence operatives monitoring this safehouse in detail--well, they were, until I gave it a better ward."
Tyler: "..."
Viserys: "So why is your good friend Narses here, you ask? It is quite simple... I am given to understand your mas--your employer... your Lord?"
Tyler: "Haha."
Viserys: "He's looking to buy weapons that can slay a dragon... I have thirteen of them, and they don't even require extensive training to operate. Would he be interested?"
Tyler: "Why does an information broker have just the kind of weapon that we'd need?"
Viserys: "...really?"
Tyler: "Oh, yeah... okay. That makes sense."