Oliver's hopes were met. Sebastian, though he had great love for the finer things in life, was not completely discriminating in his tastes. Something sufficiently new and glamorous (or in this case, involving enough different flavours and textures) would easily distract him from any deficiencies in quality.

"'s very good," Sebastian said as he chewed on the bar. He had enough manners to try not to reveal the food in his mouth, but hadn't remembered enough of propriety to actually wait until he had swallowed. The result was a rather garbled pronunciation of enthusiasm.