"Well, you could say that. I mean, I was wrongfully accused. So said the little girl." He grinned as he scratched the hair on his chin. Thinking. "Pool is close. Then, at this point, you have me lost. I can't even think of something." He glanced to her. "I give up, you tell me, my dearest Princess."
"I have!" Rupert got excited. "Indian food is great!" He got even more excited. "I love RUM!" He flailed lightly. He had called back to the place he got his rum back home. It took a while to find, then get it. But he did. "I have the BEST rum on the planet!" He did the same as her throwing his arms up enthusiastically. "Straight from South Africa!"