"Harrow would rather I didn't," she says, a little regretfully.

(That comment about not stacking up to Ortus is going to haunt her for a long time.)

In truth, she'd had a little wine at Magnus and Abigail's dinner party and tried a little bit of frozen mudslide, and she'd liked both but not enough to want to drink to excess. Partly because she could be ambushed at any second by a murderous giant construct in Canaan House and she wants to keep her head clear, but not entirely.

"But there would obviously have to be plenty for the guests!"

Anything else would just be rude.