Ah, mums. If Walter's own wasn't busy in London, then she'd probably have come to visit long before the Numbers business got started.

Walter shakes his head, smiling.

"Nope, though I suspect my friend was trying to nominate me for one. They're the one auditioning, but they haven't come back yet.

"What about you, Marja?"

The urge to refer to her by her title is quickly suppressed; this has nothing to do with her work, after all.