Thank the gods his education was now at least somewhat elevated from jello shots.

(Although, to be fair, some of what Summer managed to pull off with gelatin was rather impressive. It was just not all of it was impressive in a strictly good way.)

"Mmm, well," the hum was a soft, pleased sound, and Ignis had an expression to match with his next sip, "there certainly is plenty to learn, but I'm afraid if I start in on it now, we'll never get to the food, and that would be a terrible waste of a good paella."

He started to turn slightly toward the kitchen. "Shall we?"