"I've pulled off bigger miracles." César jokes back without must hesitation. "You'll probably end up with something simpler than what I'm going in, since you're not a peacock like me. That's something we can swing. Then a couple more lessons, and you won't step on Magne's high heels."

And afterwards, you can just... eat all the good food, there—ah!" A thought occurs to César. "... Let me heat you up food on the stove before you go. Magne and I made something a couple of days ago, and there's no way I can finish my portion of the leftovers. Might as well give some of it to you rather than a random neighbor that might not eat it."