"An unfortunate little shop, unfortunate because while some of its merchandise is truly worth something, the majority of it is things like your new monkey friend. Oh, but wait." He leaps up and retrieves a cigarette; lighting it as he returns, he sits and places it into the appropriate location on the monkey box's base.

"It also smokes. Look at this, Watson, and tell me how could I not have purchased such a thing for you? It pertains to all of your interests -- India, tobacco, and music." He grins and sits back in his seat. "Though I do have one question. What are your feelings on monkeys?"