Sebastian hadn't known how long to wait. He'd said ten minutes, but ten minutes went and he thought fifteen. But then, no. He decided he'd probably just wait as long as he had to. He thought Dennis would come, he thought he'd be there eventually. He'd made his way through three coffees and another tub of ice cream, wondering if he could put that on his expenses.
He looked up when Dennis sat opposite him again. "Of course. Of course I will. I don't see why that wouldn't be acceptable. I think I'd prefer to go there, too. For one thing, I've heard it's a lot warmer," Sebastian nodded. "Would you like some more ice cream? Then we'll go back and beg the headmistress to let us send you to France instead. Does that sound like a deal?"