"Hello," Brian greeted, polite smile in place as per his Britishness, and he adjusted his posture to full mast. "You look brilliant," he told the sorceress of her emerald attire, sincerely, then gave a wry smile when she asked after him. He took a drink of his own Diet Coke (no rum) and sighed out through his nose. "Yes, I feel though, as of late, these things have become more of a spectator sport," the doctor chuckled.
"I hope you spend some time letting loose - I hear we have work to do later."