At the sound of the bell, Jim fucks off to a back room so he can make one of his appropriately dramatic entrances, while Moran goes to answer the door.

"Hi," he says, friendly enough. He's not exactly of Jim's caliber when it comes to acting, but he can seem unassuming when occasion calls for it. And it's not Martin Crieff he's annoyed with, anyway, no need to take his mood out on the poor bastard.