Benjy gave a wry smile. "There was a reason why I mentioned firewhiskey in the first place," he said with a shake of his head. "The company is named after the founding Ogden, and Garrick is the great-great-great-something or other..." And why was he saying all this? He really didn't need to talk Garrick up. Garrick could do that himself.

He tilted his head to the side, a look of curiousity on his face. "It does?" That begged the question...why? She soon gave a hint, and a frown flickered across his face. "Depends what by, I suppose." Like, a mosquito bite was just annoying, whereas something with big long fangs was a completely different matter. He didn't fancy being poisoned by a creature's fangs. Alice Fischer...the name did ring a bell. "Gryffie Captain?" he confirmed. "Why would she want to bite us?" And for that matter... "Why are you hiding from her?"

She was offering him snack advice. "Cheers, I might take a look at what they've got." Though, really, as distractions went, he'd accidentally found quite a good one. He chuckled. "Something like that. Rules for me, baked goods for my cousin." Funtimes. "I've had a whole summer of that. A guy needs a break."