"Do I look like I gotta tongue?" He don't even open his mouth if he can help it; not a lick of muscle to this guy. "But yeah, pretty much. You suck on 'em. They're sweet."

And he's pretty sure that if Shadow stops by in the interim, they'll all know - every lollipop and chocolate bar will go mysteriously missing. Though hopefully he'll pace himself a little better than he did upon discovering the sweets.

"'S on the house," he adds, as if one ever pays for anything down here.

So go on, Danse. Live a little.