"Seen your picture a time or two," pausing to fold his long sleeve dress shirts. Striped, totally the style seen in a publishing room. He wasn't bad looking when he cleaned up. "You've cropped up a few times recently," trying to be non-specific, wouldn't do to tell it all right away.
"Guess he's mentioned more often how much bolder you are, the fun times from college. I'd say he misses that now, considering what he's got on his plate." Another shirt made it into the pile of folded clothes with a few moments of silence between them. "Said you knew her? What was she to you, friend? Sure he isn't settling? Damn well seems like it."