He wasn't sure what she was talking about for a moment, she did know what he looked like, after all...

... and then he put it together. His mouth twitched, behind the phone receiver, but his voice was as serious as when he was mentioning the hour.

"The very one." Yes, he was, in fact, capable both of thinking fast... and of traces of humor. It just wasn't something that occurred to him easily, these days, the latter one.