"Have a seat," she said. She wore a gray tweed suit, gray broadcloth shirt, and a pointillist camouflage necktie, olive and buff shot through with martial red. Looking quite chipper. "Lev’s dancing girls are extremely effective. We made a serious effort to listen in on your conversation, no success whatever. Aunties assume the encryption’s Chinese, nothing old-boy klept at all. We’ll look into that later, as it’s unexpected, though not unprecedented. Well?"