[There's a moment's pause as he considers, weighing the mood on the street against the practicality of dividing their efforts and the value of going about the investigation in such a way that neither of the injured parties can complain that the other was unfairly prioritized. Willing though the two chefs may be to consider them a collective neutral party by virtue of standing outside the normal order of things, years of resentment aren't so easily wiped away.]

That sounds like a wise division of labour, Lady Sansa. Shall we meet back here in an hour to go over our initial impressions?