"The weirdest. Hermes is officially the weirdest, but at least he likes me. I mean. Clearly." He moved back to his phone so he could shoot that text off to Tuck. "Hopefully Tuck can stop by today and pick up a bunch of it. I would really hate it to go to waste." Both Henry and Iestyn had starved, and neither of them would want to see the food thrown out. "I don't know what the hell to do with the booze and cigars though. I don't even know anyone who does smoke. Maybe Tinse can take them too, give them to some...business...dudes." His lack of awareness of how businesses worked was pretty legendary. "At a meeting of said business dudes."