Albert didn't bother to request that his visitor enter his office, since he was practically DROWNING in the deluge of water falling from his ceiling. He jerked open his door and glared at the person standing there. Ah... well, then. It was Ms Browne, and they likely had an appointment.

"I feel like a wet rat," he flicked water at her as he moved into the doorway and out of the rain. "Where is my... GAVIN? It is RAINING in my office."