[Lupin gave pause, having heard a voice that was unexpected, but not unwelcome. He couldn't help but crack a grin as he kicked himself for his thoughtlessness. Of all the people he had to run into on this wet, mucky day, when he was getting over a hangover and still unable to find a road or his clothes...

He stood, and briefly paused to force his mussed hair back into some manner of order, He knew it would be futile; he didn't care. Appearances were important too, if only for his own sake.]

Wow, hey Pops! [He gave the inspector a cocky grin.] You know, this really is a good time for you to be here, unlike how this normally works.

[He paused a beat.] You're gonna arrest me now, aren't you?