Nameless Agent just asked me to enter his name and e-mail address into the scanner so that he could send himself copies of things with the push of a button. I agreed, and as I was doing so, he stood and looked over my shoulder.
"Arthur -- that's A-R-T-H-U-R, " he began. Really?
"Yup, just like the King!" I agreed cheerfully.
He drew himself back and looked with some hauteur at me.
"I'm Chinese, not British!" he said.