Up in a blacked-out box, with its own personal security code (so I hear), we can only assume Marcus Evans was grinning from ear-to-ear.
Just hours after the transfer window closed amid tumbleweed blowing around IP1, our mysterious magnate owner watched his side, assembled on a shoestring budget, suffocate another team into submission.
If he had a white cat with him (and who are we to know he hasn’t?) he would have been stroking it knowingly as his unlikely plan to gatecrash the top six shows no signs of folding.
In truth, the most important thing was the phones — certainly the secretary’s and the manager’s — were turned off as 11pm came ever nearer.
To keep hold of David McGoldrick and Aaron Cresswell (now in that order) was mission accomplished.
The only individual stars of our team remain able to shine brightly.
There are some who are not happy to see this ‘stubborn not silky’ football persisting at Portman Road.
Right now, I’m not one of them.
When Mick McCarthy is given the keys to the war chest his predecessors were afforded, then my view might change.
But if he keeps us in the top 10 on this budget, he deserves a medal to go with that elusive cheque book.
Going up to Barnsley on Saturday (3pm) could be an interesting one, for all the wrong reasons.
A belligerent game could lie in store, with all of the last three games ending in 1-1 draws.
Guts and determination could be found to be spilling out in every corner at Oakwell.
But I would certainly take the method in our madness over theirs.
BLUES STAT: Saturday’s opponents Barnsley sit second-from-bottom in 23rd place, five points from safety, having lost 1-0 at Sheffield Wednesday on Saturday.