[And Sylv is completely unrepentant for his cheekiness. Not that he would ever be.

But he is indeed waiting when Mal arrives at his and Atem's apartment, and readily opens the door when she knocks.]

Come in, darling. Your gift is right on the coffee table if you'd like to get right to business. Or if you like, I could make us both a cup of tea first; we're not really in any hurry, after all.