A noise started up outside, the familiar cryings of a town crier. That was good, they had no idea what exactly they'd walked into and starting with the local news made sense to him. Any orientation would have been fine but this one was at least inconspicuous. Rarden looked at the crew, eyes switching between Fitch and Louis and looking for their determination on the issue. Mister Fitch asked the question on everyone's mind, and his shifting eyes continued their routine for a moment before Rarden himself chipped in. "I think it's a good idea. Mingle with the locals, get a feel for what this place is like," he said, looking out the window at the streets of Wortgott. Thirty minutes was not much time to play around with, they would have to decide and pay their way out quickly if they wanted to make it before whatever speech was about to occur started. Whatever the speech was actually about, it was their one good chance at a window into the local culture given the escapade that simply getting food had become. "What do you say, captain?"