Phoebe

"Hi Mr. Castelloro."

"Phoebe! How's it going?"

"It's, uh, it's going good. Everything's great, everything is, it's really great. Petunia just told me the team's solvent on our own income now, uh."

"No cap! That's great to hear! So why did you call me?"

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"Well, um, we, uh, the team's growing, and we're not sure, like, we might need a different place to use as our HQ. Than the farm, I mean."

"… That… Can it wait a little while? It's not a great time for me to be moving assets around right now."

"It's, uh, wait, you might actually be able to help?"

"Well, like I said, things are tricky right now."

"I'm sorry I couldn't give you more advance notice, we tried to make it work but we really need a more central location."

"Um, I'll see, but I can't do too much to attract attention right now, things are very hot here."

"Hot? Uh, is there… wait, is there some way we could hide your involvement?"