[Oops, they always out themselves eventually. That'll have to be Natori's problem, since this guy will be making him look bad the town all over.]

Matoba, [He finishes, inclining his head politely. His own smile has lost some of the blatant mischief, but remains unreadable all the same. He's serious about the investment part. He hopes it will pay off.] And to whom do I owe the pleasure? My usual forms of contact are unfortunately a little impossible at the moment, but I seem to have been given some sort of telephone device. I suppose you may contact me that way.

[If it isn't like, underwater when Shylock sends his message.]