My Land, My Rules

"Luckily," said Ignis coolly, but with a faint smile, as he held the container out for her to take, "you don't have to wait at all. And I know you usually have excellent ice cream on hand; I imagine it will compliment the tart quite nicely.

"And I'm well," he added, as if that information was far less important when there was matters of food to be discussed, "thank you. And I trust you can say quite the same?"