[ Apart from him raising his eyebrows and immediately standing that one last bit straighter, the "legendary" John Childermass remains entirely calm when Lambert directs way, way too much attention towards himself. Normally, attention is something he's always preferred to avoid. It isn't, however, something he shies away from. He wouldn't have made it very far working here if he actively avoided attention, after all. It is, unfortunately, a condition for being a carnival magician.

It does manage to kill what little of his smile had remained, though. ]

Hm. [ It's a quiet sound, dripping in disapproval in spite of how brief it is before he offers the sudden and unexpected audience a gracious nod and steps out in the space Lambert's cleared. ] Thank you for such an ostentatious [ a word he suspects most here won't even know the meaning of, to be quite honest ] introduction, Mr. Lambert. Very bright, isn't he, ladies and gentlemen?

[ It's not clear if he's poking fun at the bright colors the other man is wearing or if it's a comment on intelligence, but it won't matter since Childermass moves on at a sedate but steady pace. He turns towards Lambert one last time, holding a hand out towards him. ]

And I am sure he will gladly lend me his hat for marvel I am about to perform, now won't he?