Klaus waves his cocktail-holding hand dismissively. "I can deal with a few voices," he says. That's only half true; he can deal with voices, but he's a drug addict so he doesn't have to deal with dead people. Ultimately, Styx is probably right, and it's not worth it, but Klaus would still try it if it were around to try.

He opens the fridge and finds the ice in the freezer, then drops a couple cubes in the glass he'd poured for the goblin. Then, he slides it across the bar to the other one.

"Quartz? That's a rock, isn't it?"