"Imagine that," he says as he strolls through the store, really taking it in for the first time. He's seen the store from the outside, of course, and he's aware of the general layout of the place, but he's never actually been inside until now and with very good reason. While Agent Reid has proven over and over to be a fascinating fellow, he also knows more about Philip than nearly anyone else in Darrow, which means his husband knows, too. They don't seem the sort to keep secrets from one another and he's sure that any man who's married someone like Reid isn't going to want someone like Philip hanging around, not for any reason.

As far as he's concerned, the longer he can avoid running into his bearded twin, the better.

"What terrible timing on my part," he continues, finally turning his gaze toward Reid and giving him a smile. "Next time, perhaps, we'll finally be able to meet. I'm sure you and he are both looking forward to that interaction."

He's actually sure the exact opposite is true, that Reid and his husband both would prefer that meeting never occur. Or Reid would prefer that anyway, he doubts the husband spends all that must time thinking about him one way or the other. Perhaps that would change if he knew Philip was behind the stealing of his precious sword, which is truly not the sort of information he's about to share any time soon. Reid would find a way to put him in prison for that if he knew and Philip wouldn't even be able to blame him for it.

It does make him wonder, however, why Reid's husband is in possession of a magical sword in the first place.

"And how's your little one?" he asks. "Jack, is it?"