[ Howl's smile softens into something a little more genuine. He gets it, Amos, he really does, but the staff here did interrupt his bender with this matter, so it begs to be addressed.

The wizard downs his glass of champagne, much like Amos did with his first pour, and smacks his lips with satisfaction after the swallow. ]

I know. And I am happy to cover this establishment's concerns to the contrary, don't worry. Just a... friendly reminder.

[ Near the door, the cork of the second champagne bottle suddenly pops. ]

And important advice, too, if you ever try to visit Dionys'. Anyway —

[ As Howl stands, the fresh champagne floats over to Amos' nightstand and clunks softly as it lands. ]

I'll let you get back to it. Shall I tell them to send another in?