Dexter couldn't deny it--he was impressed by the speed with which Paddy Steadfast had come up with an excuse for something he hadn't even known had happened two seconds ago. Then again, he'd left knowing Dexter wasn't about to restrain himself, so there was that. He was a smart man.
But not quite attuned enough to lying on his feet to wrap up the prank. "Well, where else was he going to put it that Seany-boy wouldn't see it by accident?" he said innocently, spreading his hands in that odd way he did. "I mean, somewhere that's not obvious? Who'd expect to see a dirt-bike in a church kitchen? You probably hide his surprise gifts in the linen closet, don't you?"
"Vex," Solomon said, exasperation written in his tone, "please don't insult the priest's family."
"Insult? Me? I'm too charming to be insulting. It was an honest question. Who hides presents in the linen closet? It's the first place you look."
"Perhaps it's because everyone knows it's the first place people look?" Saffron suggested uncertainly, starting out strong and then trailing off a little as if she was surprised to hear herself speaking. "I mean, if everyone knows it then people will have stopped looking in them, so it's safe to hide things in them again."
"She's certainly smarter than you, Dex," Solomon observed. "But then again, that's not terrible difficult, is it?"
"Don't make me get out the chainmail glove, blind man," Dexter grumbled, pulling out the chair into which he'd flopped just earlier and bowing slightly at Erin. "Your seat, madam."
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But not quite attuned enough to lying on his feet to wrap up the prank. "Well, where else was he going to put it that Seany-boy wouldn't see it by accident?" he said innocently, spreading his hands in that odd way he did. "I mean, somewhere that's not obvious? Who'd expect to see a dirt-bike in a church kitchen? You probably hide his surprise gifts in the linen closet, don't you?"
"Vex," Solomon said, exasperation written in his tone, "please don't insult the priest's family."
"Insult? Me? I'm too charming to be insulting. It was an honest question. Who hides presents in the linen closet? It's the first place you look."
"Perhaps it's because everyone knows it's the first place people look?" Saffron suggested uncertainly, starting out strong and then trailing off a little as if she was surprised to hear herself speaking. "I mean, if everyone knows it then people will have stopped looking in them, so it's safe to hide things in them again."
"She's certainly smarter than you, Dex," Solomon observed. "But then again, that's not terrible difficult, is it?"
"Don't make me get out the chainmail glove, blind man," Dexter grumbled, pulling out the chair into which he'd flopped just earlier and bowing slightly at Erin. "Your seat, madam."