Someone (not mentioning any names) has neatly filled every single shot glass in his brother's mansion with jello. Alcoholic or not is a crapshoot best discovered by sampling. Arranged on the gigantic Svent dining table, they read in cheerfully electric letters, "Happy Sibling Day!"
For a moment he could only blink, though a chuckle managed to escape the older Svent as he shook his head. Alfred never ceased to surprise him.













