... That would be nice. [A slight smile before turning around and resting the bottle on the desk near the vase, seemingly pulling a pen and a small card from thin air to scribble a note for the other two residents, probably along the lines of NO TOUCHING, BONEHEADS. Then turning back around and another nod as the nonverbal statement of "ready to leave". It's hard to train oneself out of the instinct to be the one who leads.]
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