Gru whines a little, but allows himself to be dragged. He supposes it's easier to sniff someone once they're inside the house.

Fiona suppresses an indulgent smile; it fades at Cousland's next question. "Simply 'Enchanter,' I suppose," she says as she steps inside. "It will do. -- And water for now, thank you. I'm afraid tea will keep me awake far too long."

(And wine is out of the question.)

"There's, er -- " Alistair finally finds his voice, though he's lost the ability to look at Fiona in exchange. Instead, he addresses the fireplace. "Some food as well. Of a sort. If you'd like."

He wishes, rather desperately, that Cullen was back from the farm. It wouldn't really make this better -- rather the opposite, in fact -- but it would make Alistair feel better.