"Ah, I have read even the tabloids, though I take usually with grain of salt... But, you know, every bit of information comes in handy. But I cannot say I am not very hopeful that the Professor's drinking problem is real and not the exaggerated checkout trash. Would so love to see how it affects his ability to use mind powers." He smiles and grunts deeply once or twice. Presumably a small chuckle at the hypothetical situation.

Ibor took another bite of chicken and chewed thoughtfully for a moment.

"I would like to be one of the peoples you send to meet this Argus. The public know my name, but I assume the costume draws more attention than the face. Nobody recognize me [i]yet[/i]. It would draw not much attention if I were to arrive in the destination with some others in street clothes also... If they would be willing?" 

He tosses a casual glance toward his new compatriots with a mild hint of skepticism in his eyes.