I should hope that doesn't change from here on out. Don't go developing a crazed licentious streak, alright? [The alien jokes, reaching out to put a hand on Carlisle's knee--given all the feeling behind the night, he's unable to keep from touching the clergyman, but he's trying to do it in an innocuous enough spot so that he can keep settling back down.]

In any case, I'm very glad that you enjoyed your my introduction to this sort of thing. Thank you for... arranging this night, Carlisle. It turned out to be more than I could have ever anticipated.