He smiled as she walked in, as if he were greeting an old friend, although inside he was quite surprised at her youthful appearance. Reason told him she would be older, she had to be older, Leftenants weren't children after all.
''Alexander, please'' he said on hearing the word 'agent'. While it wasn't his true name, it was certainly better than the alternative. ''I wished to speak with you, quite and cozy seem to work best in such cases'' he said in answer to her question. ''I apologise, meeting secret agents isn't nearly as exciting as they make it out to be in the films'' he said in a softer voice. Most of the time, ship to ship comms distorted voices, and his in particular sounded more harsh than it really was. When talking one on one, it may have been easy to mistake him for a reverend.
''Still, I am most grateful you decided to come along miss Prower..would you like a drink?''