Insanity's trip to the kitchen was a surprisingly brief one. Pondering over why on earth he had forgotten that he had finished all the sweet chocolate treats the Lady of the Casa had bought for her guests. Perhaps it had something to do with the allure of the place and of course the allure of the patrons who decorated it. He twiddled his spoon into the almost empty icecream box, licking away the last of the choclate pieces deciphering, as of now, 39 ways in which he could re stock the pantry with chocolate without paying for even one pound of them. He grinned softly superiorly as he licked the last of the chocolate icecream clean off the spoon and placed the utensil down on the table and leaned back, happy and content for now