Out of habit Sweeney began to rub his hands in the towel that hang from his hip, it was useful when he was shaving people and he just hadn't gotten out of the habit of keeping it with him. He had a feeling he knew who it was, and that put a small smile on his face. It would be good to see her without that bloke that showed up, and that he was back to his normal self.
Opening the door he bowed, "Elphaba, please come in."