Felix was already pouring himself a second measure of bourbon when the... international espionage agent?? ... approached. He quickly stepped back from Robin's private collection of alcohol, lifting his brows and holding up both hands. One had his half-full glass in it, and he paused to ship.

"Please note that I am not attempting any stealthy maneuvers or otherwise invading your space, Quentin's Husband," Felix said archly. "Please also note that magic works as quick as thought. I say that merely for your edification and general knowledge, of course."