((Yay for a lack of cloning projects this week!))

Pullo's face lit up to see Octavian, and while he was indeed the bear hugging type, he couldn't just embrace Octavian Caesar. "Sir!" He reached out one arm. Manly arm-clasping was all right, wasn't it? "Titus Pullo, reporting back from Las Vegas," he said, still smiling. "How've you been, then, eh?"