"I am." Neji stepped to Itachi's side, looked up at him sidelong--another trick he'd picked up quickly. The glimpse of gray irises through dark lashes seemed another point of excitement. "Though I must say I'm curious what you have in mind for us."
That last was not a trick; Neji had not been filled in on the details of the assignation, and had thus assumed that Itachi wanted what his other patrons wanted, but there was none of the coiled desire that the other had radiated. Only a strange calm from this one.