"Oh, what a pleasure." Alex had an expression of mixed confusion and amusement. Sure, his number was given to every country's government as a means to contact the Swehtesh government, but no one actually expected anyone to call it; GGB summits were where most foreign relations were handled, and members of the Body often exchanged phone numbers if they needed to contact one another. Intentionally calls to Alex's office from outside of the country was rare. Last time, it was a governor's aide from the UCS, who tracked down the number and was trying to keep in touch after one of Alex's brief trips to the UCS. His receptionist told her it was the wrong number. He still wasn't sure whether it was for the best or not.

"How can I help you, Henry? I can call you Henry, right?"