"I assure you, my darling," said Ignis, clearly not in a rush to disillusioned her of anything with the amused drawl of his voice and the unhurried way in which he just enjoyed the brush of her lips and the gentle sway of their dance, "up until I mentioned it a moment ago, Ebony was the furthest thing from my mind. Though I will admit, knowing the fridge is currently well stocked does substantially increase tonight's rank for the running of 'Most Perfect Night Thus Far.'"