Magic was a test and Mission Impossible here just...passed? Maybe? He'll mark that down as a pass. If he's not here to steal the crown jewels from the boiler and he's not gonna be rused into treating Taako like whatever arcane royalty frequents this bathhouse, what's even the point.

Taako accepts being once-overed affably enough, smiling like butter wouldn't melt in his mouth on this or any social occasion and grifting was never on the table. He's actually trying to remember what exactly 'vigilante' means when people who seriously call themselves that say it, and mostly sort of failing. Blade? Was Blade a vigilante? Probably.

"Ahh, so unemployed, then," Taako concludes, before steepling his hands, rolling to save Diego from himself. "You know, I don't think this is gonna be a paying gig. Right? I mean, did you sign anything? Maybe you oughta-- Maybe stop bringing the boiler to justice and do some negotiating on your own terms."