"That's not what I mean," Patrick told Ben. "Only that if he's got the energy after the full moon- I want his stamina," he added with a grin.
He looked up when Dale came him and chuckled. "Ben bought it, I cooked. You can decide who to blow later." He nodded to the chair. "Sit down and eat. There's plenty of food." Patrick hadn't expected such a variety and he had probably gone overboard, but he knew they'd eat it.
He made a plate for Dale and pushed it his way. "Complete with steak, just like you asked." He moved around the table and brushed his fingers against Dale's nape. "I'll go get the potion. I'll be right back."