Her interest, to his surprise, showed in her innocent features and reflected on her tone as well. This, surprisingly, pleased him in some small way, having realized that he has never discussed such matters with anyone before. The feelings this instance afforded him were foreign, though not exactly unpleasant. "We have a few- five to be exact- but one of course is somewhere in the Champagne region in France, where I had this bottle delivered from." he paused, taking another sip. "We make wines, champagnes and non-alcoholic grape juice- also raisins and export table grapes. I'd tell you the exact locations of the others, but then I'd have to go through performing an Obliviate on you. And really, I'd rather just enjoy chocolate and champagne at the moment." Again, he was joking, the slightly upturned corners of his lips suggested so as he looked down and took a piece of chocolate cake in his mouth.
"Thank you. I'm sure my stay in the Castle won't be too horrible..." Theodore shifted in his seat a bit, placing his bag on the spot beside him from his lap. "I believe as long as I have a trunk full of sweets, I'd survive the Holidays without even stepping out once out of my dorms."
With a slight inclination of his head, he reached over and poured a generous amount of champagne in her glass, before letting the bottle rest beside him and eating his cake again. Who would have known an evening with Susan Bones wasn't such an excruciating affair after all...
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