[Gogol chuckles, and he leans his head in a little closer. He's started to pick it up; manipulating the body part wasn't unlike a big, clumsy puppet.]

Haha! Could you imagine?

[He can't, really.]

You know, I'd already known you were here. I was just waiting for the right moment to find you.

[Had he been staking out the dancefloor in the hope Poe would arrive eventually? Perhaps.]