[It is all purposeful, yes. Makes what goes on out of sight and behind the scenes so much more fulfilling. One image projected to the world, another lurking beneath it that's not at all, seemingly, in line with the other. His bread and butter.]

Mister Matthews! Not at all. Thank you for coming. [The pipe is set down so his hand can wander to the cane next to his chair. It pushes out from there, giving him a relaxed-yet-still-business appearance. This is also purposeful.] I've been craving a break from this paper work, honestly. Here you've come to save me.

[A fond, genuine smile follows. One finger idly moves his cane back and forth. It seems a mix of toy and additional limb from the ease and familiarity March has with it.]

I trust our dear clever Sally found you and did her duty. Is that why you've come?