Szayel caught the look from Apache, raised both eyebrows, and then shifted to push his glasses fractionally higher up his nose instead.

Well then, he hoped whatever they were saying was juicy enough to warrant his use of patience. In the meantime, he required coffee or he was going to get narky.

"So," he said, addressing the room, and eyeing up Ignis in particular because he was closest, "are all the members that have arrived this delectable?"