Wednesday's eyebrow arched imperceptibly, but smiled. Birds of a feather, and all that.
"I'd be happy to show you around the manor, de Carabas*."
He turned to look down at Adam. Something had been bothering him ever since arriving, and he intended to take it up with the... boy. "Perhaps I can talk to you later, kid?" He tried to make it *not* sound like a request. He was a god. Gods didn't make requests. But somehow it still came out sounding... well... un-god-like and request-y. Damn. He turned back to de Carabas quickly.

"Would you like to see the bar, first, Marquis?"

*what would wednesday call the marquis?