Sweet. The challenge was on.

One of Samson's friends called over to him and the pissing contest was broken. "Namaste, bitches." A cheeky grin and one more appraising look for me, then he swaggered off.

"Demonstrating a stellar mastery of Eastern teachings, that one," I said.

Rohan planted himself in front of me. "You're pretty pleased with yourself, aren't you?"

"Yup."

"If you can't follow directions, then you're on the next flight home." ...