That gets an even deeper laugh from Porthos, who might be a little tipsy, but that's still a hilarious notion even without a drink in him. He wipes away at a tear of amusement, settling himself down. "Athos? Smiling? Nah," he drawls. "Only if hell's freezing over," he notes, even though the man does smile a touch more lately.

"We'll keep it in the suite," he promises. "Aramis'll be over the moon. Thank you. I mean, I barely know you yet, and this is something more than I'd ever expect."