He hangs the sponge on the edge of the tub and grins.  "It's all yours, then."  He stands and returns to the desk, flipping through his notes again and checking to ensure the ink has dried thoroughly before folding them.  "I have no intention of getting on your wrong side before the likely trials and tribulations of tomorrow."  He glances over at her, "You, of course, I still hold in just as high a regard as before."