You think, but who really notices the flyers? We've walked by how many flyers and signs, can you tell me what they said without looking?

[His tone comes off a bit snappish. It's not Felix's fault, it's Blanc's own frustration seeping through. Dammit, he used to have answers, he used to know things, and while he puts up a good front, the knowledge he's forgotten everything still gets to him.]

Well. As long as we find the one right person, it'll take care of itself.