Holmes chuckles. "It's quite all right, I assure you. Mr Dumbledore at least won't think it's some mad affectation on my part." He gets to his feet and bows. "Sherlock Holmes sir, at your service."
Holmes sits back down and resumes with his pipe. "Before we attend to that Mr Clayborn..." he turns to Dumbledore. "May I enquire if you've acquired accommodations? I have been remiss in not asking sooner. Again, I extend my apologies. It is not every day I meet a dead man walking, but there is no excuse for bad manners.