"Most leatherheads think so." He picked up his tea cup. In a perfect yet slightly hidden mimic of Brooke's earlier tea sipping, he drank some tea. Though it was hard to quite tell if he actually drank when the cup disappeared under his mask. He did make sipping noises however.

"Bang around the book vault much?" He settled the tea cup back on its saucer without a spot of dampness on his red half-mask.