"You're right, love. We were. All the way up the top with rather delightful views of the city below. Yet, the only view I want is the one right here."

A coy glance and Balthazar is stepping down poking Jack in the chest playfully as he handed over the bottle of champagne and the basket of food goodies. If he looked inside he would find different varieties of potato chips, sauerkraut, boiled eggs, pickled gherkins and some Anthean friendly cookies with no sugar.

"I hope you enjoy the goodies. You're too good of a man not spoil."