[Billy's almost talked-out by then, just finishing up a late lunch and feeling pretty accomplished, though not as much as he'd honestly have liked. He did this for a reason, after all, and that reason had yet to appear.
When Richard arrives, it takes a good deal of restraint to keep from making a show of it; he's thrilled, but from the look of things, he needs to tread carefully. So he lifts a hand in greeting, his smile muted but welcoming nonetheless, voice low.]
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When Richard arrives, it takes a good deal of restraint to keep from making a show of it; he's thrilled, but from the look of things, he needs to tread carefully. So he lifts a hand in greeting, his smile muted but welcoming nonetheless, voice low.]
Hey, Richard. I was hoping you'd come.