Yeah, I figured. It's fine. [They're walking and he's still not sure what the fuck Dave's planning, but he walks with him until they get to the house. It's nice, actually, flowers and a yard and he wonders if that's where Dave got the flowers for his bouquet. He easily ignores the skeletons though and he spots the table.

He's pretty pleased, actually, evident by the smile that shows up.]

When you put it that way, how could I possibly say no? [A joke, but he has a seat anyway.] Do I get to know what the potion is?