"Mr. Siegel." Edgeworth gave the boy a nod, polite as could be, at least on the surface. As long as control of the conversation was still his, he could afford to be.

He took a quick sip of wine before finally gracing Luciano with an answer. "You don't, of course. I was merely curious if the evening's activities were a matter of business or pleasure--whether you've started showing him the ropes, gotten him a position in Mr. Rothstein's...internship program?"