Camden took the opportunity of the flight to take a very solid nap, knowing he'd need his strength for an entire weekend of making the congressman disappear (and because, let's be honest, it was a long ass flight and he had nothing better to do).
With a few hours of sleep under his belt, he was in a good mood by the time flowers were draped around his neck, and he returned the man's smirk with one of his own. "Not particularly looking to complain," he answered with a chuckle. "Does the hotel know you're coming, or are we getting down to business right away?" Sometimes, Cam couldn't help but throw in innuendos. People he worked with had a tendency to take things far too seriously and not even realize it, which made it all the better.