Oswald gives a mild shrug, like Ed's surprise isn't entirely warranted, like he wouldn't have been equally shocked to hear it from someone else. Barbara Kean was many things and she would have burned the place down rather than allow anyone else to have it and paint over.

"What can I say, something came up! And, well!" he lifts his drink, his head canting sharply to the side, "You know me, chronically incapable of letting a good opportunity pass me by!"

The frozen Ed-elephant gets closer.