"Ah," he returned with a nod, frowning a little. "Shame, would be good to know what they were muttering on about." He gave a warm chuckle and shook his head, leaning heavily back on the couch. "Ah, humans want everything to be related, though I must say, I am happy not being related to you, because you are so very lovely," he teased. "It does make me wonder if they think we are all related somehow, I think they have forgotten that mutants come form all over, from all peoples, we simply find haven in the Nation."
"I believe dining in is an order, und if I may suggest it, a bottle of the fine French wine they love to boast about." He paused thoughtfully, tapping a finger to his chin for a moment before he corrected himself. "Perhaps a bottle each. I know I would appreciate getting a bit silly after such a long day. Should I order?" He questioned as he reached for the phone. "Anything you wish for?"