“It’s a joy working with you, Mr. Hollyberry, but perhaps we ought to get something to eat,” Casper said at last, clearing his throat to banish any cracks. Dmitri raised his head to look at him. Casper had a feeling his eyes might have gone twinkly too, because Dmitri smiled.
“Dmitri,” he corrected.
After a pause, a small, hesitant pause that did not in any way dim his own smile, Casper nodded.