"... I would hope so. What could you possibly need to be dishonest about?"

At the sound of the unfamiliar voice, Miklos gave Vimes the sort of long, studying look that had a tendency to make most people uncomfortable. Half of that was likely intentional (and the rest more directly related to his need to always be gathering information). He finally acknowledged him properly with a short nod.

"And now it seems we're all present."