The spirit that calls itself Arat almost seems to laugh. You feel a slight tightening of the tether leading back to your body, as if the way is impeded somehow. "Oh, mortal, our meeting is not yet concluded. I still do not have your name and I would consider it an affront if you continue to refuse providing it. And you have talked of three services and payment for each, but now only want one? And you do this on my plane? Come now, let us pretend that you have no insulted me and give me your name and the other two names you need to have researched. Then tell me how detailed a search you need. Then I will talk to you of the payments for the services."
"Unless, of course, you would like to remain on this plane as a servant here.?"