"I do all the work, you get all the glory. Sounds about right." There was a pause as he let things run through his mind at the word 'manservant'. He might die for asking, but he can't just seem to resist, "There doesn't happen to be any special tasks that comes with that title does there?" Raising his eyebrow curiously, he wonders which of the many ways she's imagining his death right now.
"You really need a better budget for this job," he told her as unsecured the phone book from its place. "See, you need a man in your life." She'd deny it until her face turned an unnatural shade of purple, but that would never stop him from bringing it up. Teasing her was a part of the job now. It wouldn't be the same without the banter. Besides, it put the serious thoughts on hold for five minutes.