"Oh, yes," he began, with a look between an interested gossip and a concerned guardian. "First time I met him was during--" his phone buzzed. "Ah, excuse me." He answered with periodic sounds of interest. "Mhm. Oh. Well, that's fortunate. All right; yes. I'm on my way." He hung up and pocketed the phone.

"Alas, duty calls away from your adventure, whatever it is. Ah well, this polite young woman seems capable enough. Still, let me know if you get into more trouble than you can chew. And let me know how it goes regardless. Good morning! Or afternoon..." Ted walked off in a state of some agnosticism about the time.