Gellert chuckled. "I am not sure I have ever seen a real faerie," he noted with amusement. "But I do not put it past a drunk witch to try to find one." He paused. "Do you think a faerie would taste good, then?" he asked, both teasing and curious. He raised his eyebrows at the sigh that Vlad omitted, wondering what it was about. Did Vlad have something he'd like to say? His eyes dropped from Vlad's face to where his hand was now touching his tie. Taking a deep breath, he smirked at Vlad. "I did. Too bad you were not there."