"They tried," Seifer sighed when she returned, which wasn't really an answer in itself, but the tone spoke enough on its own.
The outburst made him lose some of his cognac as he tried taking another drink, and the laughter that followed proved to be even more of a problem as he used the back of his hand to lightly swipe at her arm. Lacking the ability to speak in the process of keeping the alcohol in his mouth, he put his finger to his lips in a shushing motion, though his shoulders trembled as he tried to keep the snorting chuckles at bay. That was the last thing the room needed to hear.
"Ahem, anyway," he continued after he'd swallowed, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand then bringing it to his mouth to divest it of the access booze almost absentmindedly. "Hmm.....Something realistic? Or can I literally do anything?"