[He couldn't read minds, but he could pick up on cues -- sometimes. He noticed the shift away from one topic to another, smiling as he moved to slide a hand to Lloyd's back, drawing him further into his home, towards the living room with the piano tucked in the corner.]

One does what one can. You should see the shower in my bathroom. Had to have a weekend orgy to pay for that, but well worth it. Hot water and everything. Now, now, come in and we'll discuss price and get that out of the way before we have a drink, mm?