A Question, And A Food Stealing Whore

I moved to the front of the group to stand with Jilly and Nushi, but I wasn't really sure what to expect. I wasn't a Jeopardy guy, and I would never make it past the fifth question on Who Wants To Be A Millionaire without using all of my Life Lines.

"Pst!" Nushi whispered to me and then pointed at her book.

At first, I had no idea what she was insinuating, but then it dawned on me. This was a proud creature, and there was no way that it would hold back the answer if I got it wrong.

I nodded, and Nushi's horns grew back to full strength, but I wanted to get some things straight before we started. It wasn't like the Sphinx had to answer me, but I would try to bait her into it.

"You must be pretty good at asking these questions. Does it matter if I ask some else? You know, considering it's most likely going to be something that I have no idea how to answer, right?" I asked in a casual tone.