“Good-evening, Your Majesty.”

“Good-evening, Mr. Morgan.”

“You look well in your knickers, Morgan.”

“I came on my bike, King Edward.”

“Your crown becomes you very much, King.”

“I’m afraid it needs pressing, Pierpont.”

“Have a fresh cigar, Pierp.”

“Thanks, Edward. It looks like a good one.”

“Let me reciprocate, Ed. Have a bunch of stocks on me.”

“Thanks. Don’t care if I do.”

And then Pierpont settled down to business.