"I can call and get us booked in. There's another place we should try for lunch tomorrow, Cafe Repliqué, it's a French bistro that is apparently incredibly authentic." Ed stands up again, stepping back into his shoes. "I'll call, make reservations, appointments, tomorrow with the opthamologist if possible?"

He's already slipping back into PA mode. Riddler might chafe at not getting attention, but Ed is, for now, more than satisfied with having Oswald's attention to soak in.

"Should I start a bath running before I leave?"