THANK YOU FOR YOUR PATIENCE xoxoxo

[ He can tell at once. Much of his job consists of this: seeing who's intoxicated enough to have their guard down, who's still sober enough to get suspicious; he can see all the little signs with her. The softness of the eyes, the looseness of the gait, the uncharacteristic not-quite-slur of her words. His eyes flick over her even as his face sets itself into a pleasant, welcoming smile. ]

Esteemed Dutch!

[ He bows to her. ]

What a pleasant surprise. I was just out for a stroll. Join me?