Of course. Anything you can think of is likely available.

I thought I would offer, mainly because there is likely a couple more hours of waiting left for us before this Scratch is able to respond. I am quite used to regular time by now.

Could I serve you a drink, by chance, sir? I'm in no rush.

That is an excellent choice.

I, in fact, encourage you to share this with the Queen, so that she may have an impact in your decision. Unless you have any ulterior motives, that is.

I will not railroad you, of course. Take your time. No pressure, right? Just the clock ticking down to their deaths.

Listen. I will make this brief.
I am a seer. There is a meteor headed towards the royal palace, and it is set to impact on the night that the Queen's precious banquet will be held. I can stop this from occuring. However, you must first trade a member of precious royalty to me for my next conquest.

You had been advised not to speak with me by Her Highness. And why so improper, sir? Haven't you an ounce of etiquette?

This is strictly a business meeting.

I'll leave you with this:
A coin flip doesn't always turn heads or tails.

You are highly overestimating how long you will survive solely off of spiting your former employer.

You've piqued my interest.

You're being so dramatic.

Speaking of. Would you mind handing it back to me? Unless you deem it essential to your brand, I suppose.

It is an expression of sympathy. Is that uncourteous to you? Would you prefer that one explodes your ice cream cone with their mind?

That piece, you say?

From my side of things, such crude acts would be deemed trivial in the eyes of my employer, as long as it is to remain unseen. Perhaps it is you aren't mentally prepared to explore that opportunity.

Why you would wind up here of all places.
I don't take very kindly to alternative versions of myself, but I shall open the little space I have for you here regardless. I am an excellent host, you see.

Curious.