Silvio: You there. Birthday Bastard. Catch.
Yves and Licht had been taking a walk when a luxurious ship appeared out of nowhere in landlocked Rhodolite. Yves now watched in horror and amazement as Silvio tossed an entire man at him from atop its deck.
Licht jumped and caught Sivlio's flying aide Carlo like an American football player, a reference no one in this story would have understood but which was accurate nonetheless. He set him down beside Yves.
Carlo: G-Greetings, King Yves. I p-present this gift to you on behalf of Prince Silvio Ricci, Heir to the Benitoite Throne.
Carlo knelt and held out the dalmatian-themed gift basket that he'd been holding to his bosom.
Licht trained his eyes on Silvio as he muttered to Yves.
Licht: I didn't know you two were friends.
Yves: I don't think we're friends, and I don't think he thinks we're friends.
Yves: Lord Silvio, I, um, appreciate the gift, but my birthday's already…
Silvio: Already passed. I don't care.
Carlo interjected with a look of panic.
Carlo: Please don't think he's being rude! He just didn't want to ruin your birthday with business talk!
Silvio: Shut the hell up! And you, open the damn gift already.
Yves nodded and did just that. From inside the basket he lifted a package dyed a deep celestial blue and decorated with Tanzanitian motifs.
Silvio: Yeah. Got a shit ton from a guy who's tryin' ta get rid of it in bulk.
Yves: This smells amazing though. He's just giving it away for free?
Silvio: Free? Ha! I bought it wholesale and I'm sellin' it to ya for distribution in Rhodolite. Foxface says no one knows tea like you.
Yves's rose-bud lips blossomed into a smile.
Yves: Aw, Nokto said that? Well then, we'll definitely have to give this a brew, won't we Licht?
Licht: The moment we drink this tea, we'll lose all our money and find ourselves out in the desert repairing the house of an asshole.
Licht returned the gift to Carlo's arms and threw the man back to Silvio who caught him by the scruff.
Licht: Yves de-Kleins your gift. The nearest body of water is that way. Sail back from whence you came.