"Hey." He smiled and tried to scrub his hair into as normal a position as possible. If Myrene looked closely, she'd probably be able to tell that it was pretty windswept, like he'd sped over in a convertible. Of course he'd actually flown here from New York, rather than drove, but he'd made it in slightly under two minutes. "Toldja I could get here quickly." He gave her a blatantly exaggerated wink, followed by a little laugh.