I was more referring to my own exotic tastes, of course.

[ The evidence of such laying right there. With Lucifer poking at it. Alastor uses the tip of his shoe to just. Push that cane away. Please, sir. That is still his meal. Hopefully. Maybe he might have to find something else since the freshness factor is deteriorating every passing moment.

The smile grows. Less stressed and tense, yes, but because he sees something. An opening. ]

Why yes I can. I'm flattered that you have taken note of this little fact.

[ Paying attention to him, hmmm? Well he probably thinks Alastor is going to poison everyone. Not his style but - ]

If I answer your question seriously, mind leaving me to it? I'm sure you want to be about your business just as much as I wish to be about mine.