"You seem suited to both of those words."

As it happens, it's not terribly hard to get Victor to the bar, mostly because people just seem to... move aside. Funny, that.

And while he maintains an unimpressed sideeye as Rupert produces the bottle, the accurate assessment does finally manage to draw a smile and a snort of amusement out of Victor, like he's been given some kind of compliment.

"Am I? And here I was being on my best behaviour and everything."

That is definitely an green light on the scotch.