[Chilton raised his own glass, clinking it to Jeff's before taking a sip -- and hastily refilling. He might have already starting drinking to preempt Jeff's arrival, but that didn't mean he got very far, and clearly the man had a little catching up to do.]

Take a seat.

[He said, gesturing to the new sofa.]

I've been meaning to ask -- how is your practice going? I don't think I've ever discussed your clientele with you before.