[ Lestat watches; his vampire eyes take in the slow wave of the drink as Hob tips it to his mouth, he delights in the sparkle in his thoughts in reaction to the flavour, the body's natural reaction to swallow and the process of it down his throat. He also watches him lick his top lip, because, well. How couldn't he? ]

Ah, a 'dessert cocktail' you say. This is a thing, then? Having a cocktail like this, instead of a dessert item... [ He nods in understanding, an easy smile stretching his wide mouth. ] I was incredibly curious.

[ And then, to make things completely transparent: ]

I recognise you from the network. Thank you for coming. Do you know Louis?