Sebastian had a small, personal supply of alcohol for special occasions, which he supposed this was. He had some good muggle whiskey that he didn't think there would be any complaints about. "We're all quite indebted to you," he said, pouring some of the whiskey into his teacup and more into his one tumbler, offering it over to Lucius. "He was proving to be rather problematic. So cheers to you," he raised his teacup, knocking back it's entire contents. "Are you finding much to entertain yourself?"