You run to his aid, squat next to him, and desperately tell him that the building is, in fact, on fire. He looks at you, nods, and beings backing out. You hear a crash, as fiery sections of the second floor crash down. A large beam falls downwards across the double doors of the ball room. Quickly, the two of you back out of the hotel.
You watch, satisfied, as the building burns quickly down.
"Not bad," the Inquisitor tells you. "That was fine work."
He thinks about it for a second. "Say," he tells you, "I have a spot open on my retinue. How would you like to work for me, full time?"
What do you say?