Will laughs when you mention the mango daiquiris. "Actually, from hanging round with a friend, I've rather acquired a taste for grapes. You could probably have gotten my father and grandfather to go along with that. Alcohol for one, mangoes for the other."<br/><br/>He's holding something back in his response, but you can't really tell what.<br/><br/>A short woodwind instrument jumps across his idle hand, twirled between fingers effortlessly. "So, what brings me to your attention?"