I promise you you are capable of moving past the crutch of putting things between two slices of bread. [viktor informs him solemnly. a pause and he says,] Not as of yet, but I wouldn't mind inviting her. I think she is lonely, it might do her some good.

She is eh... also a little jumpy. The teenagers may be a bit much. [he'll invite her anyway. actually is she a teen? he's not even sure. hm. well either way maybe being spooked by teens with explosives would be good for her?]

I loathe parties, but as it turns out how much I like you cancels that out. [matter of fact as he regards the progress of the squid. just how it is, doesn't even have to be sentimental when that's how it be.] Oh of course. I'm saving the best of the bunch for you to try first. Then I plan on making the teenagers come and ask politely for 'fruit bombs' from my comfortable seat to the side.