For two supposedly old innocent wallflowers, they've done quite well for themselves, haven't they?

"Yes, my Lady," he teased with a poorly-disguised smile. Zoe might have some Spade qualities about her, but she wasn't the same as the others.

He can't help but laugh at the mention of the gargoyles. He suspects - he knows - it's much more than the gargoyles. But today wasn't the day, and this wasn't the occasion to be digging up sad stories.

So instead he tilts his head towards the doorway.

"The garden that looks more like a landfill right now is that way."