A surprised little laugh escaped Alcuin. "Okay, good one," he said. "Also way to deflect with humor." Though he didn't sound as if he minded.

They found a booth near the back of the restaurant, and Alcuin slid in.

"The last time we spoke you said you might like to come see my home," Alcuin said, and held his gaze for a moment before adding, "Artwork and rare books."