[He noticed that photo, but Elidibus also has tact and elects to ignore it. He smiles regardless.]

[Coy.] Now, that would be telling, dear Daeus. [A tilt of the head, a wink with covered eyes.] But I will admit to knowing Lahabrea's preferred drink, and imbibing with him on more than one occasion.

[Long, elegant fingers take a menu in hand and he scans it but briefly, pointing out his selection to the server before they have a chance to leave.]

Perhaps you do, and perhaps I find myself intrigued to find out exactly what those may be.