[And without making fun of the intense sugar bomb that is the way Alfred likes his coffee! They really have come a long way.

Alfred sits across from his boyfriend with a dopey grin, softly grasping back at Phil's hand with his own radiantly warm fingers.]

I have been fine. It - didn't really affect me, I think. I am a terrible liar to begin with, so...being made to tell the truth did almost nothing. And I didn't feel anything about going to the lake.

[A little frown tugs at his lips. Those poor people.]

What about you? I hope you didn't have a hard time?