Someone had done their homework. Gleam had dealt with people claiming to be relatives of his before, prior to his semi-retirement into a more mundane life of educational administration at least, so he'd heard angles on this approach in the past. To hear names being used was a little more rare though. The Cortoza wasn't incredibly difficult to learn about. Tricky maybe, but not impossible. They'd just faded away from relevancy and most didn't take an interest in obscure conflicts and independent outfits meddling in such things, but names of the individual members was far more difficult to dig up. Even more so, Sage hadn't been an official member, instead only a mare they'd worked with for a time and therefore wouldn't have been recorded by any of their members in anything but off hand mentions to grant credit where it was due. Anyone studying their history would have little chance to come across her at all.
Certainly a clever take on the con, Gleam admitted, respecting the effort and thought that had gone into this particular ploy. He listened to the mare's words and thought about them for a few seconds further. A journal had been mentioned, one Gleam wouldn't have known existed if it turned out to be true, but the claim that it detailed, to some degree, a relationship between the two left him feeling a little... unsettled. Few knew about that as it had been kept as a little secret of sorts due to circumstances revolving around the situation they'd been in at the time. Only Sage, Gleam himself and... Oh.
"You tell him," Gleam began with a small rolling of his eyes that soon turned to a darting about as if expecting a response from the nearby plants used to decorate the hall, "That he needs to crush anise into a stone bowl. Mix in lavender extracts. Let it settle for three days - performing the half circles I showed him one per day - and apply. Do not wash for two and REPEA- It's the same as last time I spelled it out for you, Qual!" Gleam was now speaking to someone unseen, ignoring the confused glances he was gaining from a nearby couple.
"Decades in the making with this one, huh? I figured you'd have managed it by now. Can't even decipher a prank, but watch out everyone! It's our leading guy coming up with new pop rocks!
"Making up some journal..." Gleam said, quieter now and mostly to himself but still pretty audible as he'd been kind of loud just before, "She never kept any journal... I think I would of noticed if she'd been recording things like that..."