It was fascinating to Felix that their governments wanted to somehow keep tabs on them despite knowing who and what they were. He looked forward to the battle of wills that they would no doubt have.

He could chalk it up to his age why he holds doors open but he figured it was only polite, right? Right. And that smile in response? Was great too. He gives him a brilliant smile in return.

"You know, I once heard a rumor that there is a pack out there who can't have chocolate," he says as they make their way toward the vending machines they'd passed on the way in. "I cannot imagine."