There was that tone again. Maybe even a little more pronounced. And was that a bit of a blush? Harper was immediately so curious as to what was going on inside Philip's head right now, but the question 'what are you thinking right now' was usually not taken well. He had learned that lesson the hard way at one party several years ago when he asked that of a fellow guest at a party who was perhaps a little drunk, and suffice to say the party atmosphere did not survive for much longer. No, if Philip had something to say he would say it - after all, their friendship had always been a blunt and honest one. Perhaps that was an inquiry for another time.

"Well that is a relief because I don't know what I would do without your desserts!" His hand left Philip's leg and moved up to gesture towards his nearly finished pie. "I do believe I remember the possibility of a chocolate rabbit being hidden away from the ravenous public? Is that possibility something that can be made to eventuate sooner rather than later?" His face was plastered with a wide hopeful grin, like a child waiting for his present on Christmas morning.