Nahhh, nah, you can't plan a party like this down to the minute. You do that, suddenly everyone's bored. You just have to plan enough to get things going. Hence the drinks.

[He leans forward, nosing idly against his chest, his fingers tightening around his hips. A beat, and then he glances up, blue eyes wide and innocent.]

If I ask real nice, you gonna tell me what you got me?