[Both? To Crowley, after looking around in confusion to see if there were games like such.] I don't think this is that kind of festival. It's a bit more reverent than that. [And he'd rather be the only recipient of Crowley's Fair Games bears. No offense, Alec.

Speaking of whom. He grumbled.] I have standards higher than 'a pastry.'

Though if either of you would like to get me another, I wouldn't say no. Nor would your familiar, I imagine.