'Course I do. I've had centuries to perfect it after all! Mmhm, Flirting with skirts and getting into mischief. I know all about it.

[Pushing himself to his feet, he's leaving his warm spot next to Eric and moving to his suitcase to fetch the coffee he brought with him - he's picky. He wrinkles his nose at this talk about Eric beating Ronald to the finer birds excuse him. Luckily, he can hold his tongue for the moment.]

I can teach you all manner of things, dear boy, and I will. Just watch and see. I'll make a proper gent of you yet.

[Hearing Gell he adjusts his glasses with a slow lazy blink. What is she on about?] What do you mean finished, I haven't even started?

At any rate, [He's just reaching back for Ronald's hand, tugging him along like a mother guiding a child through a store.] Now for the proper strength of coffee you should measure it out -