Eliot gives Martin a little wave, the laughter diminishing to a series of amused huffs. He's about to introduce Kat when a man steps out from an office in the back. This must be Martin's partner or whatever from his world (John?), and he looks like quite possibly the surliest person Eliot's ever met, aside from perhaps Mayakovsky, or Admiral Lacker. There's stiffness in his bearing that goes beyond just being English, Eliot thinks, and he's wondering why this man looks so apprehensive when Kat bursts out with...that.

He turns to her, confusion and delight on his features. "Uh, what?" Eliot asks, and there goes the laughter starting up again. "So you, hold on--'fraud guy'? My goodness Kat what have I stumbled into?" He tries and fails to stop snickering. "Martin, is this some kind of really nerdy front for the mob?"