Andras shuddered again, and made another inarticulate sound of abhorrence.
"Odds and sods from Egyptology -- oh fuck no!" he said. "Your museum isn't going to see me any time soon. Erm. Unless I can creep in and look at the negs. I'll come through the basement!
Beat.
"Or better not. Sorry, I've got a phobia about mummies. When did Bernouli die? I thought I'd have read an obit in the professional magazines I get, at least."