"You're a flatterer, Ivona." Though the liaison thing was worth considering, he thought; not to one of the other Suits, because that's increasingly seemed useless, given that the Royals all tend to cut out the middle man and talk to each other.

He finished off his bourbon and signaled for another, his lips tightening into a rather perturbed sort of expression before he shrugged. "I don't know," he said, "which is a good part of the problem, so to speak."