"It's not bad," Felix allows, once he's had another taste to be sure. It's not the only thing he'll be careful to sample before Jim does, but it seems he won't have to knock any plates out of his betrothed's hands. He nudges Jim lightly. "Just make sure you don't get so full you won't be able to share a dance. You owe me a few, you know."

As if he wasn't the one avoiding Jim back at Halloween. And as if Felix isn't the one more likely to gorge himself on a free banquet. But while he fills his own plate, he's going to beckon the satyr's attention. There's so much he wants to know. "I haven't met your people before, friend. Will you tell me of yourselves?"