[Rodin spreads his hands, then goes back to polishing one of his wine glasses.]

Heh, thought you might. Your father always liked his drinks with a kick, too. And neither of your parents could resist something sweet.

[Alastor leans back in his chair and puts his feet on the bar, only to have them unceremoniously shoved off by Rodin.]

Sad I missed the look on her face the first time she tried chocolate. The stuff's amazing.