[Petyr Baelish. Sounds like a rather clever man if he's catching up with the times so quickly. Thankfully, what Dorian says is like music to Toby's ears, and he chuckles.] I expected no less. Snoop away, dear.

[Finally, he pours himself some whiskey. The whole rest of the time, he'd been waffling about as they talked.] As for the job, I... don't think I'll really mind so long as we get the details.

[He thinks he'll feel so much better knowing what sort of place Dorian's signing up to work at. Which, he thinks, Dorian might not have put thought into. But that's just like him, isn't it?]