Don't worry, Merlin. [ And he keeps his voice low so he doesn't have to put on the act. Still, he stands tall, shoulders back, with the sort of confidence that makes it seem like he owns the place. ]

I remember. But make sure you don't forget, we've got work to do.

[ Well, he says that, but when a servant walks past with a tray of some sort of orange liquid in delicate stemmed glasses, he grabs two glasses, holding one to Charlie. ]

Dude, you've gotta try this stuff. It kinda tastes like watermelon.