No one else was going for the refreshments, but he would. Erik needed to stretch his legs during the break from that... lengthy...debate.

He picked up a miniature sandwich and a bottle of butterbeer and paused off to the side of the table, munching on the sandwich. He didn't want to take it back to the stage with him. That could be weird, eating in front of all those people.

He did carry the butterbeer back though. It was delicious.